Donal Mahoney

One Of The Ha-Ha's From Old Staball Hill - Poem by Donal Mahoney

County Kerry

That man over there
with his head in the well,
his thumbs in his ears
and his arse in the air
like a zeppelin at moor,
if he can write poems
the Ha-Ha’s will read,
all of the Ha-Ha’s,
no matter the breed,
even the Ha-Ha’s
from Old Staball Hill,
if he can write poems,
then poems he will.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 9, 2013

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