"Tourist�Limerick" by Libby Hart

.
The
cry of a gull from God-knows-where

And
the church bells

And
the cars forever passing

And
the girl screaming at the stopped car

And
the horns tooting

And
the girl saying: That�s crap, that is

And
the little man in the passenger seat laughing his head off

And
the lights of Paddy Power, all bright and shiny

And
the smell of coal-smoke

And
the cheap hotel room

where
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