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Éire (Free verse) by TLRufener
Somewhere in the world There is a place for me; It lies far away, Across the great sea. The landscape is perfect; As the grass is always green. The sky is always blue, And the air is crystal-clean. Stones are place carefully In perfect rings; And faeries watch over The leprechauns that sing. Rainbows cover the sky Each and everyday, And the end of each A pot of gold lays. Bagpipes and drums Play in perfect harmony. They echo from shore to shore; From Cork City to Killarney. The place of my heart From North Shore to Kildaire; Is the land of true pride; Éire, the Emerald Isle.

Up the ladder: Forbidden
Down the ladder: Mummy

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Arithmetic Mean: 0.5
Weighted score: 4.7865834
Overall Rank: 11273
Posted: September 13, 2005 6:00 AM PDT; Last modified: September 13, 2005 6:00 AM PDT
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[1] Tintagiles @ 198.164.250.155 | 14-Sep-05/12:08 PM | Reply
One point for the courage of writing a patriotic poem. Like almost every single other patriotic poem in the history of literature in all languages, it's crap.
[n/a] TLRufener @ 140.146.216.76 > Tintagiles | 14-Sep-05/2:59 PM | Reply
Thank you.
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