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I'm setting this up for the writers group I belong to. We started out in a creative writing course together and enjoyed the experience so much that we kept meeting after it ended.

We got our name for an event we did during Kilkenny Arts Week last year. We wrote out a bunch of our work on brown paper bags which were given out at the Famer's Market on The Parade. We also did readings on the day. I guess theis poem I did sums up what we're about.

Pleae forgive some of the rhymes I had to force.

The Ballad of the Paper Bag Writers

We're the Paper Bag Writers' Group.
A varied and interesting troop.
A disparate band,
Not all from Ireland.
Coming together was a bit of a coup!

We were introduced by Gerry Moran.
He taught us as only he can.
we had so much fun,
That once we'd begun,
The group took the idea and we ran.

A writer's group, folks might ask why?
It sounds like a strange thing to try.
We all wanted to write.
That can make you uptight.
For some, almost "write or die".

Monthly meetings we coming back.
It helps keep our writing on track.
We read out what we wrote,
Share a laugh or a quote.
There's always a good measure of craic.

We'd all like to write something each day,
But it seems like life gets in the way.
It's often last minute,
Before we begin it.
And we struggle for something to say.

Waiting for inspiration again.
We don't know where it will strike, or when.
It can come any hour,
In the car or the shower.
I must get a waterproof pen.

This writing can be such a chore.
Continue? Some days I'm not sure.
It can be such a fight,
To get the words right.
When we do, though, we want to write more.

Now you know where all this has been leading.
To the paper bag that you bare reading.
Some might call it art,
But i don't give a fart.
Use the bag if that's all that you're needing.

Next year will we come back again?
I don't know should I cheer or complain.
But you might hear me shout,
If you're out and about,
"I bloody hate limericks 'cuz the last line can be impossible!"