Patrick O'Reilly

Rookie (1988 / St John's, NL)

Shagg Rocks - Poem by Patrick O'Reilly

In the August frost, the crops lie dead
We've maggoty fish and mouldy bread
Oh God above, please see it fit
Tp place the shagg rock where a ship might hit

A Yankee schooner with rum in the hold
For French rum is as good as gold
Or rice or spice or anything
That keeps us going until spring

So if the Lord and Fate be kind
May the stern of some poor ship find
Some jagged rock to tear a hole
In the wooden hull and save our souls

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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