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For the Fishermen

Poetry By: Enw Anhysbys

This is for all of the Irish fishermen that have lost thier lives at sea, and then some.

Submitted:Feb 13, 2012    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Ye fisher-men of old Eire

Hark now unto me.

Bring your nets an' boots an' scraps

and poles along with thee.

Now climb aboard your boats

and leave your goats

and young chiddlers with me.

For I am the watcher

O merry and bright

that dost fill thy soul

With every delight

Should thou not return to home.


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