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Torin Mar 2016
Whisky in the bottle
County Donegal
The flowing river swilly
In the distance Errigal
I don't know how I made it
To the port of letterkenny
Nor where I'm going next
As my bottles almost empty

I am just a poor boy
Born in county Tipperary
I left my family farm
And the maiden I would marry
I made my way to Ulster
Searching for the town of Derry
I spend all my gold on whiskey
Now I cant afford the ferry

Met a man from cork
In a pub where I was drinking
Why come so far north
We were talking and were thinking
Kilometres from home
And from anyone we've known
County Donegal
And there's whisky in the bottle

Whack-fol de daddy-ol
i saw bluebirds singing in the valley of donegalsinging there song of love in the season of the fall i sat there and listened to there song so sweet.hoping maybe one day me and love would meet.i sat there for a while with teardrops in my eyewith there song so sweet it almost made me cry.now ive found love and i always will recallwhen i heard the blue birds sing in the valley of donegal
there was a  once a leprecaun he came from donegal
a friendly little chap and very very small
he lived in the  woods inside a big oak tree
living of the land living life for free
one day while he was walking on his little stroll
he heard a little yell coming from a hole
the little man climbed in and took a look around
to see if he could find what  made the yelling sound
it was his friend the badger somehow he got stuck
trapped inside the  hole surrounded by the muck
so he started digging to  free him from the ground
and cleared all the muck that fallen all around
badger he was free he was trapped no more
now he could roam around again like he did before
Molly Jun 2015
Half asleep, driving for hours
with Budweiser bottles,
warm from the heating.
The windows were all down,
we were smoking rollies,
all sharing one lighter because the driver
dropped his in a can of fanta.

Next thing,
the roar of an army of twincams.
VTECs, something insanely beautiful,
and incredibly ridiculous,
a convention of petrol heads—
Gardaí everywhere, searching for tax
and insurance. My God, I was in it.
Hundreds of thousands of them,
all excited like children,
the screaming of a million voices,
no exhaustion in the exhaust fumes.

The hills rose around us, the traffic
packed backwards,
expensive cars all sardined in a roundabout.
How loud can you get it?
Can she sing like a canary?
Can she find herself at the Letterkenny rally?
theres legend of a dragon they tell in donegal
he  has great big wings nearly ten foot tall
soars around the valleys. when the moon is bright
blowing out is fire lighting up the night

shakes his big long tail as he goes flying by
flying through the night all across the sky
maybe it is true  a dragon could be there
flying all around flying every where.

this is just a legend just what people say
the dragon we believe in will be there to stay
one day we will see it as it goes flying by
blowing out his fire lighting up the sky.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2014
I tried to capture you
In the forests of Donegal,
Your bark of hair, red, so dark,
Was smear, camouflage, and window
Into a lost Fae world made as I was sinking
Without ever knowing, falling, without fear
Years later, you have long left and I still
Breathe in a wooden box of dream.
In Celtic folklore, the Irish: leannán sí "Barrow-Lover" (Scottish Gaelic: leannan sìth; Manx: lhiannan shee; [lʲan̴̪-an ˈʃiː]) is a beautiful woman of the Aos Sí (people of the barrow or the fairy folk) who takes a human lover. Lovers of the leannán sídhe are said to live brief, though highly inspired, lives. The name comes from the Gaelic words for a sweetheart, lover, or concubine and the term for a barrow or fairy-mound.

The leanan sídhe is generally depicted as a beautiful muse, who offers inspiration to an artist in exchange for their love and devotion; however, this frequently results in madness for the artist, as well as premature death.
Margo Mar 2013
this girl I know
who always wears summer dresses
and a smile
lent me a book on awareness
but wants it back before
she goes to work in a conflict zone
for the red cross in september

she travelled in a big red bus
to a surfers festival in donegal
where she worked
in the big red bus café
on her breaks she surfed
smoked loads of ****
listened to reggae and ate falafel

last Wednesday she received a
back payment from the social welfare
and felt guilty about it
so she donated half of it to charity
bought donkeys for three Ethiopian families
spent a small fortune on ingredients for a friends dinner
and paid for my vegetable soup

she stopped at a chocolatier
to buy one solitary chocolate
and then ate it hurriedly
while she chatted to
a circus guy she knew
about a party she had missed when she
was on the big red bus

while skimming through books
in the spirituality section
wearing her summer dress and a smile
she said she felt sick
from having eaten the chocolate too
quickly and was sad that she hadn’t
taken the time to enjoy it

today the red cross sent her for
a chest x-ray
Seán Mac Falls Aug 2012
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I tried to capture you
In the forests of Donegal,
Your bark of hair, red, so dark,
Was smear, camouflage, and window
Into a lost Fae world made as I was sinking
Without ever knowing, falling, without fear
Years later, you have long left and I still
Breathe in a wooden box of dream.
In Celtic folklore, the Irish: leannán sí "Barrow-Lover" (Scottish Gaelic: leannan sìth; Manx: lhiannan shee; [lʲan̴̪-an ˈʃiː]) is a beautiful woman of the Aos Sí (people of the barrow or the fairy folk) who takes a human lover. Lovers of the leannán sídhe are said to live brief, though highly inspired, lives. The name comes from the Gaelic words for a sweetheart, lover, or concubine and the term for a barrow or fairy-mound.

The leanan sídhe is generally depicted as a beautiful muse, who offers inspiration to an artist in exchange for their love and devotion; however, this frequently results in madness for the artist, as well as premature death.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
I tried to capture you
In the forests of Donegal,
Your bark of hair, red, so dark,
Was smear, camouflage, and window
Into a lost Fae world made as I was sinking
Without ever knowing, falling, without fear
Years later, you have long left and I still
Breathe in a wooden box of dream.
In Celtic folklore, the Irish: leannán sí "Barrow-Lover" (Scottish Gaelic: leannan sìth; Manx: lhiannan shee; [lʲan̴̪-an ˈʃiː]) is a beautiful woman of the Aos Sí (people of the barrow or the fairy folk) who takes a human lover. Lovers of the leannán sídhe are said to live brief, though highly inspired, lives. The name comes from the Gaelic words for a sweetheart, lover, or concubine and the term for a barrow or fairy-mound.

The leanan sídhe is generally depicted as a beautiful muse, who offers inspiration to an artist in exchange for their love and devotion; however, this frequently results in madness for the artist, as well as premature death.
vincent j kelly Aug 2015
SCATTERED IRISH THOUGHTS

Leprechauns with fairy dust will sneak into your dreams
so make a wish then go to sleep in the morning you'll believe
but a *** of gold you may not find by the morning light
cause life itself is the only gift you'll ever need to find
and by the midnight moon the Leprechauns you'll hear
they dance and sing upon your roof and drink their mugs of beer
they sing about Killarney - Donegal and County Cork
the treasures of old Ireland they protect for evermore
and if you catch a Leprechaun three wishes and no more
or Elves and Dwarfs and Unicorns will be knocking at your door

and an Irish man can drink alone but alone he'll never be
cause a pint of beer and all his dreams is all he'll ever need
for an Irish man can spin a tale of times long now forgot
paint his words in metaphors you decide what's true or not
and in the corner of the pub they're singing Danny Boy
sad songs the Irish like to sing but live a life of joy
and an Irish lass may smile at you with her emerald eyes
you'll swear to all the Saints above - ya think ya went and died
the Irish welcome one and all and they'll make you feel at home
but a part of you will never leave once you've kissed the Blarney Stone

                                       by vjkelly  (c) 2011
                                  vincentjkelly@yahoo.com
                               from the song SCATTERED IRISH THOUGHTS
wrote this for a song we were working on I have left out the chorus just left the verse....I tend to use off rhymes because of all the lyrics I write...they will sound better sometimes when you sing them.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
Beach walking alone.
Never, short as Donegal strands,
Endless— without her.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
Beach walking alone.
Never, short as Donegal strands,
Endless— without her.
there was once a leprecaun who lived in donegal
he live in a cave beneath a waterfall
always very friendly with manners so polite
he just loved to stroll beneath the pale moonlight
while he was on his travels through the valley green
he saw a big bright light the that he had never seen
walking in the beam to see what it could be
he saw a great big lighthouse shinging out to sea
inside he saw his friend a funny littlemouse
he had crawled inside and made himself a house
mouse had put the lights so  he get around
to brighten up his home that the mouse had found
leprecaun he laughed at what the mouse had done
giggled with delight he found it so much fun.
mouse he settled down as happy as can be
in home with lights that  shone across the sea
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2014
Beach walking alone.
Never, short as Donegal strands,
Endless— without her.
Jett Bleue Mar 2013
From the Giant's foot-prints of the Causeway,
And to the way old Donegal Bay,
His home of County Down,
Where all's sound as a pound,
We'll all celebrate the Irish way.
Seán Mac Falls Jun 2013
I tried to capture you
In the forests of Donegal,
Your bark of hair, red, so dark,
Was smear, camouflage, and window
Into a lost Fae world made as I was sinking
Without ever knowing, falling, without fear
Years later, you have long left and I still
Breathe in a wooden box of dream.
In Celtic folklore, the Irish: leannán sí "Barrow-Lover" (Scottish Gaelic: leannan sìth; Manx: lhiannan shee; [lʲan̴̪-an ˈʃiː]) is a beautiful woman of the Aos Sí (people of the barrow or the fairy folk) who takes a human lover. Lovers of the leannán sídhe are said to live brief, though highly inspired, lives. The name comes from the Gaelic words for a sweetheart, lover, or concubine and the term for a barrow or fairy-mound.

The leanan sídhe is generally depicted as a beautiful muse, who offers inspiration to an artist in exchange for their love and devotion; however, this frequently results in madness for the artist, as well as premature death.
Seán Mac Falls May 2017
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I tried to capture you
In the forests of Donegal,
Your bark of hair, red, so dark,
Was smear, camouflage, and window
Into a lost Fae world made as I was sinking
Without ever knowing, falling, without fear
Years later, you have long left and I still
Breathe in a wooden box of dream.
In Celtic folklore, the Irish: leannán sí (shee) "Barrow-Lover" (Scottish Gaelic: leannan sìth; Manx: lhiannan shee; is a beautiful woman of the Aos Sí (people of the barrow or the fairy folk) who takes a human lover. Lovers of the leannán sídhe are said to live brief, though highly inspired, lives. The name comes from the Gaelic words for a sweetheart, lover, or concubine and the term for a barrow or fairy-mound.

The leanan sídhe is generally depicted as a beautiful muse, who offers inspiration to an artist in exchange for their love and devotion; however, this frequently results in madness for the artist, as well as premature death.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2014
I tried to capture you
In the forests of Donegal,
Your bark of hair, red, so dark,
Was smear, camouflage, and window
Into a lost Fae world made as I was sinking
Without ever knowing, falling, without fear
Years later, you have long left and I still
Breathe in a wooden box of dream.
In Celtic folklore, the Irish: leannán sí "Barrow-Lover" (Scottish Gaelic: leannan sìth; Manx: lhiannan shee; [lʲan̴̪-an ˈʃiː]) is a beautiful woman of the Aos Sí (people of the barrow or the fairy folk) who takes a human lover. Lovers of the leannán sídhe are said to live brief, though highly inspired, lives. The name comes from the Gaelic words for a sweetheart, lover, or concubine and the term for a barrow or fairy-mound.

The leanan sídhe is generally depicted as a beautiful muse, who offers inspiration to an artist in exchange for their love and devotion; however, this frequently results in madness for the artist, as well as premature death.
Seán Mac Falls Aug 2012
Beach walking alone.
Never, short as Donegal strands,
Endless— without her.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2012
Beach walking alone.
Never, short as Donegal strands,
Endless— without her.
there was once a leprecaun who lived in donegal
he lived in a cave beneath a waterfall
always very friendly with manners so polite
he just loved to stroll beneath the pale moonlight.

while he was on his travels through the valley green
he saw a big bright light the that he had never seen
walking in the beam to see what it could be
he saw a great big lighthouse shining out to sea.

inside he saw his friend a funny little mouse
he had crawled inside and made himself a house
mouse had put the lights on. so  he get around
to brighten up his home that the mouse had found.

leprecaun he laughed at what the mouse had done
giggled with delight he found it so much fun.
mouse he settled down as happy as can be
in his home with lights that  shone across the sea.
Ryan O'Leary Jan 2019
The border between Ireland
and Ireland is a skipping rope
held by counties Donegal and
Down, but the problems is this,
Donegal are turning it clockwise,
whereas Down are anticlockwise.
Amanda Evett Mar 2017
XV

God almighty,
Have you ever seen such
a gorgeous vessel?
Linin’ up before it makes
all us lads from Southampton
gleam like steel ourselves
--right, and westward we go

Maybe this’ll be my ticket,
men
to a life worth living above ground
wherever this miracle ship sails me
I’ll go
just the sea and I.

If I marry someday,
it’ll be a **** near sign from God.
I’ve got me a lassie back in
Donegal,
Pretty as they come;
Her hymns are as soft as angel
Wings
In a world too cruel.

Yes, I’ll tell her
soon as I reach shore

but for now, It’s westward
I go…
Johnny Noiπ Jan 2019
The National Park of Ireland National
Park is established. He is one of them,
from the aboriginal peoples from 7530
to 7320 BC. You do not have to live in the Fano river,
and probably not in the rivers,
the rivers must not live in your life,
many follow the production of lama.
In the old slavery of the old European
slavery there is old force.                                                Tracy and Chapter A:
The seventh century of the era.
The expansion of helicopters has a bigger
Persian life in Ireland.           The lines of communication are not yet known,
and these projects are the smallest
of Christensen's meat and mollusk.
Mesoliths are one of the properties,
but they transmit the traffic between Telmel and Novella.
So far, salaries are unpredictable by emotions,
with less than 2,000 and 3,000 festivals per year,
and local and time scales are in meters.  This is an image of a general public
                           and is an example of a cash management and cash analysis.
                           Of course, they do not leave the island
                           to any great extent,  the archaeological
                           materials or other acrylic materials of the earth.
In addition,                                 sea level rise is above sea level,
and above rivers and streams from 2000 to 400 a. C.
These events are very interesting in cooperation
with Northern Ireland and Ireland in the history
of education and education.   It's time to take the time to broadcast broadcasts. Anderson and Johnson; Theological evidence indicates
that the mosques lasted from approximately
500 to fifty, four to four to 500 - 4.

This is logical c. 7-6000-4000 BKK Workers
are pre-selected In the end, Muslims and Nikolai
Iris are undermining the results of the underlying neurotic control.
Other species can be found in the order.

This takes more than three quarters
and focuses on an objective position at the end of the exhibition.
It also shows a new analysis not only to facilitate the differences
but also in a stable way.          Ytterbio and the analysis and benefits of AMS
                                                          football and the sixth sixth of BP's black
spectacle.
                                            And then, in Baltic Minerals Finance Talent, LC.
The United Nations rehabilitation centers
               offer short-term accommodation
              and raw materials.                       The battle took the Carrey / Kurry
              rivers
       and lakes.
       In most countries,                             this is not based on these categories,
       but it is not the end of known young people.
In the various regions,    the author of this cooperative
                                                                ­                        author, Paul Cocogo,
                                        |                       ­              has confirmed this formula,
                        including the East Asia Region of the Great East of England,
                                 in Wilfried, Brookville,                        southern Ireland.
                                 Under the Nile plain, in Naffari, Nifri,
                                 Established a National Park
of Irish National Canoeing Heritage.                             He is a man of these,
who may well know that the burial
of A is greater than in Ireland, 7530-7320 BC,                           at that time.
Maybe they were river dwellers in Fano
and they apply it to people in the morning, he said,
and the rivers should not be in those days and ages,
many follow the county where Limerick.          Tied with
a polished burial of teeth is the oldest security in Europe.
Mesolithic and next season's art in Ireland;
Early prehistoric mesolithic flow (7) BC (6) BC
has a large pan-Ireland tile form / Eisenstein industry;
The deliveries of media tools have not yet been recognized,
these projects exceed the minimum distance
of microliths of meat and the Mesolithic environment.
Mesoliths Among the objects, but they make the transition
between the technological and the Neolithic.
So far, few in number among the signs of volatility,
just as the intensity of the salary verse
of the regionalization is not visible from the senses,
they have been observed between 2,000 and 3,000 a year,
which is after the time they will admire,
and of the dangers of space and time are in the Mesolithic.
This is a type of image of the entire human community
and the kiss was given by the example of interpreting the analysis
of the power of thought to control,                            and in relation to money.
           Certainly, they do not overwhelm the island
by putting on weight, the seat of world archeology
or other acidic organic material. In addition,                     the rise in sea level
                                                             reached between 2000 and (4) 500 BC,
                                                                ­                 she drowned on the beach,
                                                                ­       especially in rivers and estuaries
                                                                ­    that will be hunting and gathering.
These conditions, together with historical research and education
in the north and Ireland, make it clear that the record is regrettable.
But time for fear of random distribution. Anderson and Johnson
Lithological evidence suggests that it is better associated
with the end of the Mesolithic,                 even 500 years (AD (4) to 500 (4)).
                                       This is so great in the Mesolithic c. 7-6000-4000 BC
Serious lack of personnel. Finally, the late Mesolithic
and a lover of the workers in the passage of Nicholas,
Irish through the Neolithic, the forbidden investigations
that have become much more research,
is unfortunate in the mind.          The wait can be found among other species.

That should be more than three quarters,
and focused on the mesolithic pessimism after the end of the exhibition.
Not only to facilitate the distinction,
but also the availability of a new analysis of stable isotopes.
Ytterbio and analysis,                       along with the benefits of AMS football,
                                                                ­  see the truth and show BP's dark
                                                                ­  but very dynamic sixth millennium. And after that, and after Mesolithic
Mesolithic Finance Mobility, LLC,              in the areas of human resistance,
much of the mobile shopping, showed short-term
housing and processing of raw materials, the war
had ended with the carrot meal in the beach internment camps,
the bay river and the lakes.               It is not, and it went through the highest countries, it is based on these parts,        it is not yet the end of the identified young people. Regional research, including the poet
Cronan Swilly of East Donegal and the archaeological research
Bally Poet Cronan Archaeological Work in Waterford,            Brooke Valley, southeast Ireland, confirmed that formula.
There were underground excavations under Niva,
it is from Antrim, that is, where Newferry,       It has established the National National Park of Ireland National Park.
He is one of them, the rest of the Aboriginal
people in Ireland from 7530 to 7320 BC.
Probably living in the Fano River and they may be used in the morning
for rivers, rivers should not be in those ages and ages,
many will follow the limerick. It is an ancient strength
in European *******. Methitism and Next Chapter Art
                There is a 7th BCE Elite Epic Expansion Flow in Ireland (6) years
has a huge Persian Arabian lifestyle.
Communication channels are not yet known,
and these projects have the smallest
microcrysten meat and mellitus. Mesoliths
are one of the resources, but they transmit
the transition between telemolik and neolitic.
Until now, even as the class of payrolls
is not perceived by the senses,
the numbers are small, with fewer than 2,000
and 3,000 festivals per year, and location and
time accidents are in the metric.              This is a picture of a general public and it is an example of interpreting
                                                   an analysis of control over money by money.
Of course, they do not dump the island
by adding heavy, earthly archeology or
other acidic materials.               Also, sea level rise and from 2000 to 400 BC
It is found on the beach,                                        which is found under water,
especially in rivers and streams.

These events are very interesting in collaboration
with Northern Ireland and Ireland in the field
of historical research and education.                  But time to cast on broadcast broadcasts. Anderson and Johnson
The theological evidence indicates
that at the end of the mosque,        even 500 years from four to four to 500 4.

This is in Melchatical c. 7-6000-4000 BC
The shortage of workers Finally, the back Muslim
and Nicholas Iris are in a bad state of mind under
the strictly controlled tests of neurotic tests.
Other species can be found in the order.
This will take more than three-quarters
and focuses on an intricate position after the end of the exhibit.
Not only is it designed to facilitate the difference
but also a new analysis of stable isps.             Ytterbio and analysis and AMS football benefits, and BP's black display
shows the sixth full sixth.
And then and after, in the Baltic Minerals
Finance Talent, LC. Short-term housing and raw materials
have been delivered in the United Nations'
rights rehabilitation activities.            The battle took the Karzai / Kurí River and lakes. It's gone in most countries,
this is based on these segments,                                                but not the end
of the well-known young people.                     Studies in several regions,
including East Asian Dating Globe,
have confirmed this formula,
by the lead author of the Pooh Kokoro
Archaeological Survey,
                                                      in Wolfford, Brackville, South Ireland.

There were excavations underneath
the land underneath the land of Nile,
in the area of ​​torrents, Niifry.
theres legend of a dragon they tell in donegal
he  has great big wings nearly ten foot tall
soars around the valleys. when the moon is bright
blowing out is fire lighting up the night

shakes his big long tail as he goes flying by
flying through the night all across the sky
maybe it is true  a dragon could be there
flying all around flying every where.

this is just a legend just what the people say
the dragon we believe in will be there to stay
one day we will see it as it goes flying by
blowing out his fire lighting up the sky.
Ryan O'Leary Nov 2019
At a dinner dance for dogs at
Derrybeg in County Donegal,
a sign at the door instructed
each and every species, to
undo their *** holes and hang
them in the cloakroom on
hooks provided.

This was of course, as a result
of the previous years mess on
the dance floor.

All the dogs respected the
request and everything was
going fine, without incident,
until a Dalmatian got into an
argument with a Dachshunde.

During the fracas, a kerosene
lamp was knocked to the floor,
before long, the hall was ablaze.

Smoke filled the corridors, panic
set in, barking howling is all one
could hear as all the dogs rushed
to the cloakroom picking up the
first ******* they could find.

That is why, to this day, in Ireland,
one can see canines in the parks
sniffing other dogs derrieres in
an effort to find their own.
Jill Tait Oct 2020
He wins the nobbly knee contest coz he is so very bony..haha his legs goes right up to his pants, two sticks of skinny polony..and he laughs just like a hyena with no teeth left in his gob..hes abit of a museum piece and isn’t a heartthrob..

But everyone adores Irish Micky Flynn with his Ballymoney Blarney..from County Donegal down to the southwest shores of Killarney..coz all he ever does allday is banter on his jokes, keeping people happy he is the jolliest of folks..and he chats to absolutely everybody, infact he is just a blether..with his thin arms waving high in the air as he forecasts the weather..he talks the hind legs of a donkey and still he doesn’t stop, as he sits with his mug of cocoa in his local coffee shop..
Ryan O'Leary Dec 2020
There are mountains
Benbulben is a beacon

There are lakes tied
to rivers and brooks

There are bye-ways
of The Drovers era

And romantic villages
with poetical names

It is bordered to Donegal
by a seminal chord

Which gives it a melodic
accent in regional intonation.
MetaVerse Mar 10
There was a Young Lady who tweezed
The hair from her nose as she sneezed;
She then plucked her eyebrows from lowbrows to highbrows,
That plucky Young Lady who tweezed.

There was an Old Person of Cairo,
Whose exploits were carved into hiero-
glyphics on stones where a pharaoh's wrapped bones
Are preserved in a chamber in Cairo.

There was an Old Man of Kampala;
He prayed in the morning to Allah,
And in the bright light of the day, and at night,
That observant Old Man of Kampala.

There was an Old Man of Burundi,
Who prayed to the Salvator Mundi
Who met him upstairs and who answered his prayers
And who sainted that Man of Burundi.

There was an Old Man of Djibouti,
Whose substance was frothy and fruity;
A regular dandy with pickles and candy,
He dandled the Dongs of Djibouti.

There was an Old Man of Manilla,
Whose favoritest bean was vanilla;
He climbed up a tree and befriended a bee,
That beneficent Man of Manilla.

There was an Old Man of Beijing,
Who'd study all day the I Ching;
He balanced his qi with white rice and green tea,
That mystical Man of Beijing.

There was an Old Lady of Donegal,
A sister named Mary McGonegal;
She ruled with a ruler every pre-to-high-schooler,
That punishing Lady of Donegal.

There was a New Baby, whose nose
Was loving the smell of a rose
When it noticed the riper brown smell of a diaper,
Which offended that New Baby's nose.

There was an Old Man of Hong Kong,
Whose nose had a luminous ****;
It lighted his way by night and by day,
That lucky Old Man of Hong Kong.
Ryan O'Leary Aug 2018
Imagine if you will, that
the current border was a
skipping rope, where the
children of both sides
could play, while some-
body from Donegal held
one end and the other, a
person from County Down.

All we need to resolve now,
is, will it be turned clockwise,
or anti clockwise ?
there was once a leprecaun who lived in donegal
he lived in a cave beneath a waterfall
always very friendly with manners so polite
he just loved to stroll beneath the pale moonlight.

while he was on his travels through the valley green
he saw a big bright light the that he had never seen
walking in the beam to see what it could be
he saw a great big lighthouse shining out to sea.

inside he saw his friend a funny little mouse
he had crawled inside and made himself a house
mouse had put the lights on. so  he get around
to brighten up his home that the mouse had found.

leprecaun he laughed at what the mouse had done
giggled with delight he found it so much fun.
mouse he settled down as happy as can be
in home with lights that  shone across the sea.
Ryan O'Leary Mar 2020
I can't see beyond the hill,
nor do I need to, because
the grass is no greener, and
besides, it's those far away
cows came up with that one.

I can see the wind, shaking
everything, except the mist,
which stands its ground,
despite a long queue of it
right out to the horizon.

It's a day for ducks and sails
and turf fires semaphoring
inky blue smoke which looks
like graffiti against the low
white marshy mono cloud.

I'm at Belgooley, a birdcall
from Kinsale where the
Wild Atlantic Way begins,
(or ends), pending on whether
you're from Cork or Donegal.
theres legend of a dragon they tell in donegal
he  has great big wings nearly ten foot tall
soars around the valleys. when the moon is bright
blowing out is fire lighting up the night

shakes his big long tail as he goes flying by
flying through the night all across the sky
maybe it is true  a dragon could be there
flying all around flying every where.

this is just a legend just what the people say
the dragon we believe in will be there to stay
one day we will see it as it goes flying by
blowing out his fire lighting up the sky.
there was once a leprecaun who lived in donegal
he lived in a cave beneath a waterfall
always very friendly with manners so polite
he just loved to stroll beneath the pale moonlight.

while he was on his travels through the valley green
he saw a big bright light the that he had never seen
walking in the beam to see what it could be
he saw a great big lighthouse shining out to sea.

inside he saw his friend a funny little mouse
he had crawled inside and made himself a house
mouse had put the lights on. so  he get around
to brighten up his home that the mouse had found.

leprecaun he laughed at what the mouse had done
giggled with delight he found it so much fun.
mouse he settled down as happy as can be
in his home with lights that  shone across the sea.
there was once a leprecaun who lived in donegal
he lived in a cave beneath a waterfall
always very friendly with manners so polite
he just loved to stroll beneath the pale moonlight.

while he was on his travels through the valley green
he saw a big bright light the that he had never seen
walking in the beam to see what it could be
he saw a great big lighthouse shining out to sea.

inside he saw his friend a funny little mouse
he had crawled inside and made himself a house
mouse had put the lights on. so  he get around
to brighten up his home that the mouse had found.

leprecaun he laughed at what the mouse had done
giggled with delight he found it so much fun.
mouse he settled down as happy as can be
in his home with lights that  shone across the sea.
Ryan O'Leary Jul 2020
Over Ireland currently
we are experiencing
the annual mono cloud
of summer which migrates
south from the Arctic
circle forming a rectangle
directly above the Republic.

Some say it is Karma by
the Leprechauns for
copyright theft plagiarising
their KerryGold and marketing
it as butter.

Others are blaming God
but they are in a minority
because those who believe
in him would never even consider
to attribute anything negative
against him.

There are some who believe
we should employ all foreigners
in the meteorological society
especially at RTE the ones who
are in control of the weather.

More say that Pat The Postman
from Donegal should be made
redundant and employ The Wizard
from Christchurch in New Zealand.

For now we are stuck with it
and as the pubs are closing
at the rate of 10 a week, there
is likely to be some serious
cases of depression and psychosis
in the near future.

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