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Not quite poetry, but pretty enough to count, in my book.
The Finest MusicOnce, as they rested on a chase, a debate arose among the Fianna-Finn as to what was the finest music in the world ( Read more... ) -
Poetry
from Prince Alfrid's IteneraryI found in Munster, unfettered of any ( Read more... ) -
Dreams
I dreamt Mimi and I were in a mall last night. Checking out women, I think. Except that we were physically Connor and Murphy, respectively. And there was this one thing where we totally failed at getting this one woman to like us or something similar and so some shopkeeper offered us the BDS book...
I don't know either. -
More Irish Poetry
Because the world needs it today. May remind me of a certain mini-Saint, but.
Epigram
Ah! light lovely lady with delicate lips aglow
With breast more white than a branch heavy-laden with snow,
When my hand was uplifted at Mass to salute the Host
I looked at you once, and half of my soul was lost. -
First of what will probably become a regular spamming of poetry.
Starting with old Irish poetry. Mmm.
Cathleen
Lovely whore though,
Lovely, lovely whore
And choosy--
Slept with Conn,
Slept with Niall,
Slept with Brian,
Slept with Rory.
Slide then,
The long slide.
Of course it shows. -
Okay, honest time.
Honestly? I try to find the best in people. I do. I give people more chances than I probably should on occasion. I keep trying things again, hoping it will be better this time ( Read more... ) -
Hoping to change the world, one person at a time.
In a world where racism is finally being confronted after centuries of corrupting our society, especially in such cases as Madame Butterfly and the final triumph going on over the highly offensive University of Illinois mascot, Chief Illiniwek, I think it is high time to delete another racist icon that tarnishes our country: the mascot of the ( Read more... ) -
Oh, bah.
Obviously I should just start living off of caffeine. Like Smecker! This is the obvious answer to all my problems. Except of where to find a Greenly of my very own.
Five and a half-hour work day today. Why is it that at Target eight-hours were like nothing, but five and a half hours seems like forever at the cafeteria? Bah.
