Bonkers
for
conkers
he takes on
all comers
his the biggest bruiser
soaked for several days
in malt vinegar
hardened warrior
smashing all
new comers.
A smasher...a shiner.
He calls
his conker
William
...the Conquerer.
Never forget
the day it died
squashed flat
by his Dad's size 9
army boot.
Buried now
under the same chestnut tree
it came from
with full military honours.
Dónall Dempsey
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