Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix.... East of TRALEE.
dedicato. Sweet Geraldine.
...where I broke my ARM
this side of Tralee
I was blowin kisses, like U DO
this side of Tralee
I FELL in love,
splendour
lock and key,
in love-where WE WALK
to pay the County Tax
East of Tralee..
YO!!! I missed da BUS
it rained, the Night
was loooong, no day to be found
but , UNCANNY
a shadow, that Tralee,
that enigma
UNder C UT, slicing
...
In the RICH BAR
in Montpelier
the Bar-keep gave me a Music Cassette
of Music
that I-d left 30 years before
with a recorded Song I-d composed
the Rose of Tralee.
c2020.davedelacroix, time-traveller.
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