Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Saturday 30 August 2014

Caitlín Ní h-Uallacháin alias An Sean-Bhan Bhocht*




If Ireland were a woman
better not sniff around Limerick
where they put the first ever
Duty-Free Airport;
and keep away from Belfast
looking backwards, spewing bile;
don't go near Rosslare's little arsehole
even if you're in denial.
Avoid also the Mullet
hanging flat and empty
and crushing little babies
with the milklessness of God.
They call that cruel island
'The auld Sod'.

 

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