Saturday, March 9, 2019

barony

Barony Of Tyrawley
12-18-18

As phlegm speaks soon I'll have a go into a dead fireplace
With Matthew for harp for denial
For cattle of new pasture
Turn on the music and let it change your mind
In Hennessey to our big lord's agent
Starting before the magistrates asking for simple decency
Back from our cow's flank and bovine to thank
It is a very good name and He knows what it means to you
And I by tear into punishing thorn bushes
Enter Duggan and speak the word, love.....






You Are Here Now
12-18-18

All in sundry at Killala on public view and something new
In today's skies of blue at our Clarwmorris and memories of Norris
Giving me the invitation for quiet time
Crazy days they were plowing through the prologue
Parting ways with Patterson's lips glistened with spittle tufting out the O'Malleys
In the mentality of do less and love more
Gibbetog and soaked in tar
I am from Kerny as well as a peddler with much to buy and sell
Far off in the south....






Jangle Of Bellows
12-18-18

In on barony of Tyrawley
I use the books for phrases to coin and quote
Upon bright cliffs, birds' song
Hands of His feet and a tendency to overeat
Starting out with the mushrooms and General Tzo chicken
You would do well to remember of the night profile of December
With this fellow and with that yellow first order of business over ones coarse frieze
In the heartache a man knows sometimes across wet fields toward our cattle
As thousands rise up to fight us in our barn close to Tralee....






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