My Dublin. Helena Donovan.

Dublin is in ireland, but there would not be enough space to write about my homeland..
So ive picked my Dublin, to give a flavour of my capital  city...
Some explainations. for chordians
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Ould is Old. Coddle is a dish like stew. Quartier Bloom, is an Italian eating place in Dublin. General Post Office is where the war of independance was strongly fought from.. Its said to still have bullet holes in the columns.
The temperture in St Michans Church vaults, stops the bodies from going to dust..
Ceól agus  Rince is music and dance.  Dublin was once a walled city" hense "inside the pale.. Dia Dhuit" is a greeting" hello or God To you..
Enjoy

My Dublin . Ireland.. Dubh-linn" in Irish  language, means a "black pool.".

From the heart of the city, to my blessington lakes
through all the modernity left in the wake,
Of a tiger called “Celtic , now dead on the floor
the ould side of “Dublin  gives  Welcomes Galore..

Old buildings have history and stories to tell
Sure we gave yis “James Joyce, Shaw, Beckett , as well
While our  scholarly  monks stayed  busy till knell
Transcribing the bible to “The Great Book of Kells.

We have markets galore, depends on your needs
Old Moore Street for  fruit,  fresh fish from the seas,
Antiques ?  now !  “Thats Francis Street ,  Aah, The liberty belle
Smithfield markets are outdoors, sure your belly will swell.

By eating chorizo , or great olive bread
but Dublins best known for “Coddle"  instead,
Fish n chips from Italians, Smoked salmon its said,
“taste great with a Guinness" , with a slice of brown bread.

The docklands now modern, with cafes and bars
or Temple Bar madness with a few of the lads,
Theres the famine memorial , the Quartier Bloom!
The General Post Office, sure the gunfire still booms.

We have Churches, Catherals, St Patrick, God rest
Christ Church, or St Michans were dead bodies wont dust !
Flower Markets, the Four courts, The Wonderous Dome
Croke Park, G.A A, Sports heritage home..

Stroll down through fishamble , Ancient cobbles will tread
Where Handels Messiah,  on  earth was first heard
We've Céol  agus Rince, Those Vikings did fail
as they plundered the Liffey, inside the great pale.

Are ya tired of the city ? Then meander a while
to take in the wonder we call “Irelands Eye"
A santuary , a  haven,  all forms of wildlife
you'll think your in heaven, in this wee paradise.

Take a train from the city, or just hop a bus
Dunlaoghaire sea air, is free and robust
while you breathe as you walk, on my favourite pier
give a thought to the immigrants,who sadly left here.

With a tear and some sighs they said  “Dia Dhuit"
as the boats left the shores, there tears caused  a mist,
to float to the  skys ,   sail them far away
The Mist falls  like rain now we call “A soft day “ 

So ! Talk to us Dubs, sure we love it you know,
We'll tell you our stories ,  ould times long ago
or sing you a song, so you'll want to return
To my Dublin, My people, My Molly Malone.

Failte Rohat go  Baile Atá Cliath"

Croke Park, some of our music and  Dance.....  Fantastic night this was..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t26UA4INTcs

Old Doll.