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That Irishman
I heard a band: marching Irish pipers. The lilting, haunting lament reached the core of my senses, touched a sadness in my heart, made me think...
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Contrasting Worlds
A poet looking at the sky at night, a boxer looking for his next fight. A starlet looking at her own face, a padre looking for a state of grace. In a...
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I Saw My Old Mate Again
I couldn't see him… then the cloud shifted and there he was, glittering in the night sky, hovering over the greenhouse with his tail pointing to The...
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Tanzen Bitte
“Tanzen bitte… you dancing?” “Ja.” “Du bist ein liebling… a little cracker.” “Ja, ja.” “Mine hertz ist on fire... I fancy yer like mad.” “Ja, ja, ja...
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The Legend of Spring-Heeled Jack
Come pull up a chair, pray sit you down. I’ll tell you a tale of London Town. A story to thrill and I won’t hold back about the legend of Spring-...
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