A NATION ONCE AGAIN
...Through the eyes of an eagle
I view this land.
Forty shades of green
from soft Irish rain
that removes the stain
of numerous battles.
I soar over Sliabh League
in Dun na nGall then
swoop ab...
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Categories:
poteen, adventure, beautiful, celebration,
Form: Rhyme
Taste of Halloween
...Drac's the new food taster at Halloween
He dare not admit, he wasn't too keen
For solid food is not his natural cuisine
But Satan chose him instead of Wolverine.
First to be tasted was the eyeb...
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Categories:
poteen, food, halloween,
Form: Monorhyme
The Elusive Leprechauns
...Bet your wondering why they're never seen?
The wee leprechauns all wearing the green
Well I'll tell you why
And this is no lie
They're all unconscious from too much Poteen
writ...
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Categories:
poteen, humor,
Form: Limerick
Snakes and Long Frocks
...Snakes And Long Frocks
Paddy's day in long frocks
in pursuit of the snake
for crisp plastic shamrock
or far-eastern fake
But great day for the Irish
our rubbing of the green
with drops of...
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Categories:
poteen, celebration,
Form: Rhyme
St Patricks Day
...Seventeenth of March is Saint Patrick’s Day
Great day for the Irish I can honestly say
All over the world they’ll wear the green
Drink some stout and a glass of poteen
There will be parades up an...
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Categories:
poteen, ireland,
Form: Rhyme
Rainy Day Recluse
...Another rainy day they say,
will follow on tomorrow.
The fact I cannot bail the hay
leaves me full of sorrow.
It's so long since the sun shone.
I feel like a recluse.
Unless it changes by mor...
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Categories:
poteen, anxiety, drink, farm,
Form: Rhyme
Tarry Falls- a Fairy Tall An Irish Thing
...The twenty-first son born with a brat his caul and three sevens in Gaelic knot once apon a fairy tall ...
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Categories:
poteen, culture, fairy, fantasy, fun,
Form: Couplet
Dirge For Jackie Walsh
...Dead now, Jackie Walsh?
Smolderingly blonde like a strawberry,
protesting your stolen innocence; one snuffed candle.
So much promise you had, the favored cousin,
my own father loved you best.
Al...
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Categories:
poteen, death, death of a
Form: Elegy