Some are born
to ramble, guitar
in one hand, sheaf of lustrous
stories in the other, busking them
from Ballymun to Grafton Street to
Broadway, the rascal on the corner,
just across from the gates of Hell.
in one hand, sheaf of lustrous
stories in the other, busking them
from Ballymun to Grafton Street to
Broadway, the rascal on the corner,
just across from the gates of Hell.

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