<p align="center">The Irish Rhymes</p>
Thursday, 20 November 2014

Pissing In The Wind

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Fizz or juice? Kirsch or gin? Water won't be what I'll choose to drink Pissed and pie-eyed, I'll be grand and I'll ignore...
Monday, 17 November 2014

Madra A Rún

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Poor Madrún, we're mourning you and we feel contrite. Not for the death of our best pet but for the sheer delight we've discover...
Wednesday, 5 November 2014

Every Cloud

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I explain to my girls that cirrus clouds can be like curls or horses' flyaway tails, that stratus clouds are made like a sheet, a fogg...
Monday, 27 October 2014

A Little Tart

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Like a knife through my heart is the sight of my husband with a little tart by his side. He thinks I don't know, that he's covered...
Friday, 24 October 2014

In My View

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The farmer's field is in our vision A scene of sheep, nothing hidden. I sip the coffee and am sad to know this will be cut off when o...
Friday, 10 October 2014

Wave The Thistle

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Bonnie bonnie Scotland, when will be see your like? How proud you stand with your demands, no threats of force or strike. In a world fu...
Saturday, 13 September 2014

Nuddy Leitrim

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I woke last night in deep despair, a nightmare in my mind, I was naked as a newborn babe, there were no clothes to find. I felt the squeez...
Saturday, 6 September 2014

Féileacán

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Transparent wings of coloured scales, daring swings and downward sails are a far cry from butterfly. The stain of a festival in the...
Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Dead Lucky

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Don't get sick in Brazil unless you're set for death. And maybe make a will asking for a double check. Pack up all you'll nee...
Wednesday, 13 August 2014

Mister Fog

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Bad and all that the forecast doesn't always predict, and that snow has often been and passed before Met Éireann alludes to it. Bad an...
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