Here is something most people aren’t lucky enough to experience. Sue and Paul wrote this limerick while in Limerick. Since limericks are renowned for their tendency to be a bit lewd. However, since this is a clean, family oriented blog, this little poem will not be lewd. We can’t say the same for the subject, though!
Here is our ode to the Bard of St. Anthony, Steve Green, on the impending opener of the Norsemen 2009 season.
Here is our ode to the Bard of St. Anthony, Steve Green, on the impending opener of the Norsemen 2009 season.
There once was a bloke named Green,
His jokes were ribald and obscene
Though his cartilage is banjaxed
He'll still get in his hacks
And shows us his spirit, Marine.
This song of the day by the Dubliners (written by Tommy Sands) is a fixture in the pub sessions of Galway, and Paul is threatening to teach it to his team mates on the Mayor's deck in the heat of July. The Melchiors will be home a month from today.
As the bard of Saint Tony
ReplyDeleteI'm quite full of Bologna,
plumb full of piss and vinegar you say...
and tis true that I hack,
to give the ball a good whack
to touch first I will ramble away....
No more a cat-like machine
I am still the Marine
with passion and grit I will try...
a man you can count
our spirits will mount
together as friends, Semper Fi!....
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I figured you'd write one back! I'd have written a longer one, but limericks only allow five lines, and you know I'm a rule-follower.
ReplyDeletePlus 1 for "ribald". Minus 9 for the rest of the drivel. When the jucy stuff comes out let me, Thoreen, and McDarby know.
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