Follow The Music To Ireland

No northern Belfast child am I,
On to the south, where sea birds fly

To the home of Keats is Sligo,
It's south of there, where I go!

In Connemara's beauty can be seen,
St. Patrick's forty shades of green

Way past the time of Alexander
From Mayo to Galway, I'll meander!

No ancient treasure or today's Euro coin
Can purchase the beauty where my counties join!

Herds of bovines with sharp simple minds,
Know fine peace and contentment we find

The music of Chieftains now and past
Brings us home to our Ireland at last!








Use these words highlighted in poem for "The Writer's Cramp" 

simple minds
Belfast Child
Euro coin
Alexander
forty shades of green