To the Museum of Literature Ireland, south end of Stephen’s Green
Splashing through puddles in a surge of dopamine
Dublin, my Dublin, will the rain ever stop?
Seems to me, the world’s about to go pop!
First Friday in February, I’ll swim there if I have to
Jolly in MoLI, where there’s music on tonight too
Storytelling first, then I kick back in the café
Bubbly & banana bread are the order of the day.
The music starts, a soundscape is created
Overhyped bullshit, completely overrated
I’d like to leave but I’m way too polite
And so goes a somewhat interesting Friday night.
