Coincidance - Principia Discordia

Why do you live in Ireland,
Dr. Wilson?
Romantic Ireland's dead and gone,
It's with O'Leary in his grave
W.B. Yeats
Romantic Ireland is not dead:
It whispers legends in my head.
Pearse's Ireland, born in pain,
Lives in Ballinspittle, and Sinn Fein;
Swift "served human liberty" 5
With the sword of mockery
And in an ecstasy of rage
Wrote many an amusing page
Until his art, his great heart, broke
In one final mordant joke: 10
Looking at the Magazine
He saw what Buddha would have seen;
Fanatic Ireland, in spite of Joyce,
Speaks in every Ulster voice.
Yeats looked for faeries in the hills; 15
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