A Collection of Poems
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The Spanish Church.
I'm scared of bulls and scared of horses,
I don't like groups and academic courses
But riding Dubh Shie past the Spanish Church
And taking in the beauty around me,
I discarded my dislikes,
Tucked them temporarily into my spiritual wallet
And got on with the day.
Note: "Dubh Shie is the name of a mare - Black Fairy. "
I'm extremely consevative-in most of my ways,
An upholder of law-on most of the days,
So, when a new friendly friend whispered:
" I know you're straight up and your life's very clean,
But I'd like you to have this jar of Poteen."
I stumbled around for words, not wishing to offend.
Then a few glasses after,
We doubled with laughter,
My principles faltered, my high values altered,
and the last words I said
Were something like
I'll smuggle it home and drink it in bed."
Poteen (pronounced - 'po-cheen'), home made illegal Irish spirit.
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