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YEAST am Yeast a great poet live in IrelandSome say I am the greatestPoet everMy poetry makes bread growAll over Ireland and the worldIn glens and valleys bread risingIn huts clover paths and fire woodThere will always be criticsWho deny YeastBut you can seeThe effect of my poetryThrough the potato fieldsAnd the swell of the Liffey.The amber coins and foaming black ale «
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