Grady at the Broken Fence
It started in the lower fields when Grady rocked back on his heels and shouted out across the glen, McKenna, you must tell me when you'll move this wayward herd! First it was your ugly hogs followed...
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Oh Sean come on now! That's far too severe on poor old Grady! That lady sounds like a real old battleaxe! I love this poem it seems so typically Irish and I find it great fun to read.
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Sean, I love this. The end word to the last line comes up deliberately at a stop, not in rhyme with the end words to the previous stanzas. I'm just up from a nap and this is perhaps a form. Regardless...
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Sean, I must say this left me laughing! Fine style and great story! sarah
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