Irish Wantings Poem by michael Smajda

Irish Wantings



Oh, I want to walk the streets of Ireland
And, again, see Irish smiling faces,
Take their tour buses thru towns, country sides
To view its many historical places.
And too, I want to hear Irish music
That Irish songsters have sung thru the years.
Lastly, I want to savor their Irish suppers
Accompanied with one or two Irish beers.

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