POETRY.
UP! SINN FEIN!
BEHIND a hedge, behind a wall.
With gun and cartridge handy, The Sinn Fein heroes, shrinking small
Behind a hedge, behind a wall, Are prompter to the Trotsky call Than saints of Tenypandy.
For 'its the heart of Eastertide, The only true religion, To down policemen in their pride; Ay, 'Lis the heart of Eastertide To shoot a man un,einctified Like weasel, hawk, or widgeon.
A proud and patriotic thing.
It is to make Megiddo Of peaceful dwelling-places, fling (0 proud and patriotic thing!) A father's corpse where children sing, And crown his wife a widow.
But outrage pauperizing speech Have pagan bars begirdered!
What! starve a saint with food in reach?
0 outrage pauperizing speedy!
Go, blessed martyre, God beseech For sinful men you've murdered!
H. N. TINICLER.
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