“Father Dagda”
Father Dagda
Who could blame ya?
As violence begets pain.
Pirate’s plunder
Torn asunder
Your family’s gravy train.
No way of showing,
All are growing.
Soon you’ll be alone.
Father Dagda
Must keep rowing,
Despite a tide so low.
Hello,
I’m Christopher Paul Hickey
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