Ben Allanach

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Poem by A Wu, A o'Dowd and I. Staniland (and W.B. Yeats)

Who will ride with Fergus now?
And stop his green bike's grassy end
And guide him to his homely door
Young Ben, lift your foppish brow
And lift your pinkish highlights friend
And brood on hops and grapes no more

And no more turn aside in pain
upon the Absinth's misery,
For Ben you love its brazen burn
and rule the products of the grain
take the red mist mist of the gin sea
to the dishevelled wandering cern