Author: tkpope

180720

180720
Honor offer on her off her

There once was a lad named O’Connor
Who offered young Deirdre his honor
Accepting his gift
She laid down right swift
She wanted O’Connor right on her

180716

180716
It’s chaos, be kind

It’s getting close to one year gone
I’ve moved away but not moved on
To all the friends I left behind
You all should know, you’re on my mind
I’ve made mistakes both here and there
But with Linc’s help and Brownie Bear
I’ll make it through each day and night
To one year since we lost Jean Wright

180709

180709
I’d rather she looked like Curly

There once was a woman from Kerry
Who rarely shaved so she was hairy
Of course down below
She grew quite a ‘fro
And looked like the Stooge known as Larry

180706

180706
Water restrictions in Ireland?!?

It’s been so long without the rain
Sure it’s as hot as France or Spain
The whitest Irish has a tan
We’re now under a hosepipe ban
With dirty cars and dying plants
We need to do a Riverdance
Dry kiddie pools – ain’t that a bitch
While water sprays the hurling pitch!

180702

180702
I had to buy a fan!

Another day of scorching sun
This heat wave never will be done
Despite my sweat I won’t complain
‘Cause soon enough it will piss rain

180629

180629
#Fireland

I can’t believe it’s so damn hot
A good day to be on a yacht
This island cannot take this heat
It’s used to burning gas and peat
There’s no AC, and I’ve no fan
I’m one big, sweaty, melted man
There’s no more water from the sink
I guess I’ll go back on the drink

180625

180625
Day 11 of 24

It’s World Cup time for real football
But if you sneeze, these players fall
My countries are not even there
I wonder why I really care
I pick a team so I can cheer
Then celebrate or shed a tear
But watching all games can be rough
So every four years is enough

180620

180620
He kept it well stocked with grape jelly

There was an old drunkard named Kelly
Whose clothes were so soiled they were smelly
In his dressing gown
To stay sitting down
He put his fridge under the telly

180618

180618
Around the world in 90 days

These last three months have been quite rough
I’ve lived them all without my stuff
I packed it up and said goodbye
And off it went via Shanghai
The trip has been far from banal
It went through the Suez Canal
Then Rotterdam before Dublin
Excitement level is bubblin’
I’m finally gonna get my gear
Tomorrow it’s delivered here!

180615

180615
Taco of Gibraltar

There once was a foodie named Rocco
Who wanted to eat the best taco
Papaya and goat
Served on the love boat
Half way between Spain and Morocco

180608

180608
I’m not ok, but I’m ok

I am sad, but I’m not that sad
I will not let it get that bad
I’m alone, but I’m not alone
I stay in touch using my phone
I’m afraid, but I’m not afraid
Won’t let it rain on my parade
I am blue, but I’m not that blue
I carry on because of you

180523

180523
Get your rosaries off their ovaries

The Irish might repeal the 8th
The no side is aligned with faith
The yes side cares for women’s health
Access should not be based on wealth
Abortion can cause frenzied fights
You’re for the church or human rights
I will not make you have to guess
This Friday I will be a Yes

180514

180514
Slán mo chairde

Today I leave the USA
For Ireland where skies are grey
And while I leave loved ones behind
I had to leave or lose my mind
I miss my Sweetie Pea so much
I miss her smile, her laugh, her touch
So, I must go and start anew
I’m bringing Linc and Brownie too
We’ll settle there and start a life
Without my fucking awesome wife
I hope this works, my fingers crossed
This mental move comes at a cost
Emotional – financial too
And yet I must still bid adieu
The Emerald Isle is not that far
I guess I should say au revoir

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