An Irishman In Dublin

Rubbed And Numbed Gums
That Never Settled For Orange Whiskey
Though He Preferred The Taste
But Sat Bleeding And Did Not Know Why

'Some Boys Tell Me I'm Too Old To Play Tadgh'

Having Always Wanted An Ashplant,
He Had Brail Bumps That Broke Over A Knee
And Almost Right And Almost Touching His Hip
But There's Slabs Of It Growing Up Around Templebar
In Places Where Spanish Student Trace Cobbles
And Some Words Translated As 'For Real?'
'No, Laddie It Is All Made Of Plastic'

'While Others Tell Me I Am Too Young To Play The Lead'

Far From The Field That Bore Him
Or So He Likes To Say To Strangers
Slapping His Neighbour In The Chest
'Boys Wasn't I Here The Whole Time?'

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