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Upon Waking in the Churchyard
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Upon Waking in the Churchyard |
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KJOTT Member
since 2012-12-26
Posts 87Canada |
For St. Patrick's Day. Try and read it in your best Irish. . Upon Waking in the Churchyard . Spare me the lecture, Father— I'm going to hell and we both know it And all the choirs and blather Won't but start me suffering years . Before me allotted time. You'd make The Devil's work a damned sight quicker If I weren't deaf in both ears twice before me wake— For all your moaning for me soul . Spare me the lecture, Father— I'm going to hell and we both know it Aye, and it don't seem right a man should suffer Twice for the same sin. . (c) kevinjtaylor [This message has been edited by KJOTT (03-17-2014 07:31 PM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
This is delightful! Thanks for the tip about the Irish accent... it made for a remarkable difference. I really enjoyed this poem!!! Lori  |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ahhh . . . Kevin, this is just wonderful. Too bad I didn't have any green beer to toast the old sinner. ~*~ Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.--James Joyce ~*~ |
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KJOTT Member
since 2012-12-26
Posts 87Canada |
LOL ... Green beer.. I'm Irish and have never had a drop of it. A little Irish whiskey though. Not enough to get into his kind of trouble! Although you'd have to wonder where the idea came from. Happy St. Pat's. |
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