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Italian Vs Irish Funerals

spiritus sanctus and frankincense fill the air saturated with women's tears and unending sobbing they think not of their own truths be told that the taken is hopefully going heaveningly bound if words we're binding and he abiding so let the Romans sleep and wake the Irish the screams and wailings are really laughter and cheer for the departing after who's body still in the room toasting to no tomb but tales told telling of this choosen one the difference between an Irish wake and an Irish wedding: one less drunken Irishman

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Date: 6/27/2019 9:22:00 AM
this...now this...is POETRY.
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Jeff Connelly
Date: 6/27/2019 10:41:00 AM
Thank you so much.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 6/27/2019 9:22:00 AM
with a twist

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