I drove through Ireland’s dark jaw and then out
Once more into the safety of the dock
That was reaching over to pick me out
And deposit me once more on the rock
That’s largest of the British Isles. Take stock
Now of the holiday just gone. Was it
Everything I’d hoped? No, but still it rocked
Now and then with some good moments. I hit
On a good new tune, which the guys helped knit
Together with production values brought
From years of sound recording - mainly rock,
But also dance and noise. They did their bit
To help me, plus five improvs all filled out
With ad lib strums and twiddles, hums and pluck.
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