*Dedicated to all who are trying to save the River Shannon.
Threads dangling,
Threads dangling,
God's river hanging
on the words of a committee --
flimsy plans, such a pity!
If they'd only listen to the
men of the river --
algal blooms to make one shiver
will spread with Nature's cry suppressed
as city men of means, well-dressed,
seize water from the country folk,
around their necks place Dublin's yoke,
and watch the Shannon bleed her treasure