Easdale Island

Going on a ferry to the island

It’s a long way in the silence

Among this vast darkness

Young people shout harkness

Going to the place Easdale Island

Live music and cheer awaits

The folks hear the screams

It’s the band they love then hate

Electric, courageous and brave

Set it sail and go on a yacht

Made it whales and we fought

Through to get and we ought

To know how far we got

It is full of quarries

Fish and Chips you know

Straight out of Nories

All along the sea

Caught the fish in the Atlantic Ocean

Dig deep into this notion

I’ll feel the boats rowin

Dolphins in the waves

To there and fro, with frothing

We love this rocky mass

It’s got sun and moon at last

I kin say I’ve lived there always

And it alwasy shows sea and sand

Yes that’s why it’s called Easdale Island

Published by Daniel Nee Poetry: Nee Deep Records ❤️❤️❤️

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