An Irish a.m. – as pretty and downright peculiar as we may have ever seen
These fair yellow-white daisies swaying quite possibly like nothing ever coaxed before
Resolute national poets managing to steal our everything – a gaze, a sing-along, silently poised hum going on up inside of our treacherously wedlocked heads
Made to parade our creative process all over again
Cross that barrier when it does come the time
Paramount, please amount to something, if anything
I really do wish you could have seen all of this before taking it entirely upon yourself to going

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