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The Irish titan well.
magners cider


I drink the essence of the ripened apples
Spoken in the Bible as knowledge
In all known chapels.

I drink to feel
I drink to numb reality’s chore
I drink to forget
I drink to embrace all the regrets.

The sweet bubbling scent fills my spent
As the crushed apples deliver their magnificent descent.

They help me talk to the ether
A moment that replenishes
Life’s decaying repent.

But I reach to the bottom shelf
Because 18 cans only cost a tenner
As it nourishes my visiting friends.

The Irish titan well.

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david irvine

Do your own thing in your own way and get what you came here for. I have a little book collection on Amazon - buy them, buy them now! - Enjoy!

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