There was no pale in
Hell until it became
popular for the Jews.

Satan, up until then
opposed apartheid
and discrimination.

Having no option he
was forced by all, to
segregate the Zions.

St Peter was asked to
comment, he said he
refused to let them in.

Red Adair, according
to the Gaza Gazette,
did not go to Hades,

Loftus Walsh the train
stoker & Micky Griffin
the coal man not sure!

Iceberg news, the MSM
section only covers one
tenth of current affairs
the rest is under the h2o
line where very few look.

Latin secatare to cut,
amputare, also Latin,
to prune the Hebrew
word for amputation
is bomb, as in Gaza
where most children
per capita have lost
limbs, like penguins.
The Jews are so evil.

I don’t know what it
Is I am meant to be
Learning from pain.

Tolerance, perhaps?
If so, I am ready I’ve
Just got a black belt.

I have been barefoot
Long enough my feet
Are aching, it is time.

But, worry not, I won’t
forget to put a pebble
In my shoe, one forgets.

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The English put a Pale
around Dublin to stop
the Irish from entering
their own capital city.

Russia made a Pale to
  keep the Jews out of
  their capital city the
  Moscow Metropolis.

  The Zionists put the
    pale in PALEstine
  thinking two wrongs
  would make a right.

I’m hoping to buy a house
that predates, herbicides,
pesticides and fungicides.

It is even pre eco, ancient,
there is no television aerial,
nor, did it have a microwave.

It is not tied to a pole like
all the other houses, there
are no wires or a fancy wok.

Goldilocks never lived there,
but it did belong to the bears,
so I’ll have to **** in the woods.

Sandpipers puncturing the
alluvial silt, tethered boats
pivot in the reversing tide.

Gannets and geese give me
a gander from overdrawn
banks on the opposite side.

Wet cormorants wing span
in the turbine shared zodiac,
windsocking a weathervane.

Masts in reflection below the
murky water line occasionally
rippled by an inquisitive fish.

A buoy and a gull bob, otters
doing doughnuts around even
keels, heron walks cautiously.



This scene is from the old rail
line walkway Crosshaven Cork.