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Truce, James Joyce?

James Joyce... today is the day I choose to forgive you. Or at least decide that you're not the devil for 24 hours in a desire to celebrate my own Irish roots.

My first attempt at a limerick (not dirty) to memorialize my experience with Ulysses... my version of the proverbial olive branch.

There once was a smart man from Dublin.

Whose words were so weird and confluffin'

The world together agreed

His work was a need

And years later Bear Allen was done-in.

Move over, Yeats! And Happy St. Paddy's Day!

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