The Allow In Flood

Old Allow overflowing it's banks in Duhallow today
As on towards the Blackwater it roars on it's way
The fields by the river submerged in flood waters of brown
In the flat countryside surrounding Kanturk Town
River Allow a waterway so old in time
It has been the inspiration of the writers of song, story and rhyme
It was old when the first humans to Duhallow came
And flowing as a waterway without a name
On it's way to the Blackwater to the Atlantic shore
It has journeyed through time and will flow forever more
Our wonderment of Nature's waterways only seem to grow
And on how long they have existed none of does seem to know
The fields under water around Kanturk Town
Where the Allow is roaring in flood waters of brown.