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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"I’m at the age for this
\nThe funerals: all to common now
\nI dont go to them all anymore<\/p>\n
To commiserate with strangers
\nLet them know I was there
\nWho do not care who I am
\nOr that I was or wasnt
\nBut thats our tradition
\nThe Irish way.<\/p>\n
Then the news came
\nAnother passed over
\nThe three day wonder long since passed.
\nThe one I would have wanted to be at
\nThough, as an outsider
\nIn the circumstances
\nIt may not have been welcome.<\/p>\n
A silent prayer
\nUnspoken words
\nSincere desire
\nThat my friend recently passed
\nAnd all the others
\nKnow peace.<\/p>\n
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I’m at the age for this The funerals: all to common now I dont go to them all anymore To commiserate with strangers Let them know I was there Who do not care who I am Or that I was or wasnt But thats our tradition The Irish way. 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