Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Sunday, May 29, 2016
A Remnant
Long gone, the hardy ones
Who took what little
The island would give
Piling stone upon stone
Into someplace to live
Piling seaweed and shit
To make a field's soil
'Til the potato famine
Put an end to their toil...
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