I’m Dreaming of a Tight Christmas…

I’m dreaming of a tight Christmas, Just like the one in ’84. When the minister’s gone fishin’ and people start wishin’ To the sound of an economy gone below. I’m dreaming of a tight Christmas, With every pathetic government slight. You may take a ferry, or flight, And leave Ireland long out of sight. I’m …

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The Past and the President

Dawn’s early light illuminated my living room while I lay asleep. A new light for a new day; little did I realise in my semi-conscious state that this was the dawn of a new age.  Abraham Lincoln had ratified, in 1865, a bill that would become known as the emancipation of the slaves in America. …

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