Irish maidens, go tell the Irish children there will be no frosties to be sold today <br />So the Irish maidens did what they were told, but be patient, for they were old <br />Let's hope their message did not arrive to late <br />Ireland run <br />Run Ireland because they are coming tons <br />So run, Ireland <br />Go Go Go <br /> <br />The Irish children refused to keep hold of their mothers' hands <br />They reached for their paper planes and pretty dollies, thinkin' who will save them <br />Who? <br />Guards and Horsemen cried, 'what is it that we can do? ' <br />Ireland, what are we going to do? ' <br />Ireland run <br />Run Ireland because they are coming tons <br />So run, Ireland <br />Go Go Go <br /> <br />So, the Irish city that once stood so pretty, is no longer that anymore, but I still leave the gates open <br />Hopin' for my people to walk through so I can say <br />Ireland run <br />Run Ireland because the end is near the sun <br />So run, Ireland <br />Come Come Come through heaven's gates <br />I have some frosties for the children today.<br /><br />Tamisha Bellamy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heaven-s-gates-4/
