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March 17th

saint’s day

patron he

of snakes

and Guinness

and green beer

he’s as much

my saint

as snags on

Sorry Day

my man’s

hey Jude

champ of hopeless cases

failed exams

and causes lost

Paddy’s for

nostalgia

for a phantom tribe

my blood

but not

my body

or my soul

distant memory

vague

familiarity

I cling to you

with

squatters’ rights.




 
 
 

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