Or THE SINN FEINER ABROAD
After " The Lake of Innisfree " with sincere apologies to Mr.W.B.Yeats
I will arise and go now to Galway or Tralee
And burgle someone`s house there and plan a moonlight raid
Ten live rounds will I have there to shoot at the R.I.C.
And wear a mask in the bomb - loud glade
And I shall have great fun there, for fun comes fairly fast.
Bonfires in the purple heather and the barracks burning fine
There midnight is a shindy and the moon is overcast
And evening full of the feet of kine.
I will arise and go now, for always in my sleep
There comes the sound of rifles and low moans on the shore;
I see the sudden ambush and hear the widows weep,
And I like that kind of war.
The Punch Almanack , May 19,1920