THE GOMBEEN-MAN

By James Stephens

I put the sky into my pocket,

And the sea into my locket,

And into my breeches-band

I put the land.

So I was trotting off to share,

Among my comrades in the lair,

Our profits, when a peeler came

And took my name.

And now I'm in the County Gaol!

Will anybody be my bail?

Will anybody be my bail

And take me from the County Gaol?