From Connacht
1-16-18
At the university of Nottingham
In the most capitulating dreams
I am what I am drawing the red gush in me
As to go pluck so they might see in Gabriel's quarrel
It's not all about me
Another noble in the example of friends
She comes from Conacht unknown to those
Whom keep the television off
Soon I have another and still count him as a brother
Defiantly until the setting of the sun
In generous overtures
Ivors says of Gretta writing another limerick
For Humanity's research
I want to go back to church
God have me not to miss out
As His people are!
Cautious Con
1-16-18
O, grovelling and bloody worm I am
That flesh might dwell in want of potatoes and ham
It's all gone O so right
Don't push me too far tonight
Misery on Sunday and on Tuesday delight
In dalliance come practical disposal of seven more dollars
I suck it up as to dwell in this presence
It's holiness or misery so they say
As redemption cometh by the narrow way
Where Zerah speaks of rivers and creeks
Men are free to choose liberty instead of rethinking as to bray
Show me the way in the Arras
All that was back to the Appelations
Hold back the hands of time
Where ceath came to life
And the return
A ride in the wind....
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