The Galway Races

The Galway races starting,
Crowds moving and buzzing,
Pastry baking and smelling,
Players whistling and fiddling,
Gents chatting and betting,
Oof-birds crying and buying,
Rides flying and spinning,
Paupers strolling and begging,
Rovers prying and lying,
Horses trampling and hurdling,
Ravers cheering and cursing,
Gamblers spending and earning,
Journos asking and writing,
My head swimming and splitting,
My limbs wriggling and squirming,
My soul blazing and delighting
My lips twisting and stretching
My voice trembling and raising
I said:
“Interesting”.


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