On the train from Dublin to Cork, 27 April, 2005, thinking of homeHe discovers Ireland is flat as Barbados
and green as a Berbice paddy.
He wonders how many sheep it takes to mow these hills.
He thinks, this place could do with a few volcanoes.
Addendum:Scott McLemee says,
"Kiss Me, I Might Be Irish".
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