We've been beat near to death.
  Irish mules pull English plows
  rocks and clay our last breath.
  You steal our milk, eat our cows.

  Steal our island as you might.
  Ireland is Our emerald sacred
  We keep our dignity and fight.
  Pubs crawl with pure hatred.

You got a fast get away car
I have a needle of escape,
no cops no jail no czar.
No crusader in a cape.
Just a quick goodbye
without prison ****.

This old arthritic man
pain my constant friend
will jump from fry pan
into my youth's fiery end.

I smell your hair
I love you then
we kiss us there
perfect within.

Hank Kissinger was a cruel kid
who grew up into a psychopath
complete with his patent bid
to destroy filthy needy trash
all dead in his nuclear bath.

love.
  ouch.
    touch.
    don't.
   hate.
        forever.
   ­   never.
    stop.
      once.
       more.
   I'm.
      Dead.

I wish that I knew you more
than I knew your brother.
How can I even the score?