After the Solstice, when
darkness descended on the
Hiber-Nation their literary
retreat began.

Genius drinkers commenced,
from wells of wisdom, which
were deep in the evergreen
thought forests.

Hidden Hedge Schools*, honed
the poets, who primed the
populous from tempered anvils,
at the Wordsmiths Forge.

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For Padraigh Pearse
1879 - 1916.
Executed by British.
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I say British, because The Scots and Welsh
were every bit as big a ******* as the English.