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  MICHAEL MICMAC MCCRORY (25/01/1954)
 
 
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  29.     

'Practice makes Perfect'

‘Practise makes perfect'

That sweet young couple down the lane
Who found making love such a pain
Well It didn't take very long
To see they were doing it all wrong
Now they practice again and again

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  30.     

'Small town boy'

‘Small town boy’

I went away to stay away
But wherever I went
It was just like home

So I came back
I am here to stay
A small town boy


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  31.     

'The empty canvas'

THE EMPTY CANVAS

The empty canvas
Here I stand
Ready for the deluded illusion
To be painted, sketched or drawn,
Into the self portrait
I could eventually become

The canvas is empty
Waiting for me to become
A surrealist, because the image
Like the canvas is bereft of substance
Not finished, never to be done
Cos I’m still searching the real me

I will have to start
To begin the search
For the lines and shapes
That portray me
So that people can say
Aye! That was him

He filled the image
Live the life, fulfilled his potential
He was big enough and had importance
Sufficient meaning to his existence
Lived his life to the full
To fill the canvas was his desire

The canvas is still empty
Surrounded by scaffold and a dustsheet
Waiting for the day
Someone will pull the cord
Then paint my outer form
Then I will have to start
The search for the inner me

MICMAC
 
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  32.     

'The Last Rites'

The last Rites

The blessing from the priest
Did not allay her fears
Cos she was still having them
The pains she’s had for years

What is the use of religion to me now
She cried at his reverence
You could anoint me in a sea of holy water
It would still be time for my severance

The priest he knelt in solemn prayer
May the good lord take care of you
She said; the gravedigger may dig another layer
Cos you’ll be dead before the answer comes through

Sure! Says she; the truth to you I will tell
Listen to me; before I’m in my mound
By the time I get ready to die
Sure! Even the devil may be heaven bound

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