Five Limericks in one
A poem.
Let’s worship the men of the Lockout,
And praise the things that Larkin said,
The tramworkers all are now heroes,
They’re heroes because they are dead.
Spare a thought for those men on that brave day,
When they stood before Murphy’s dread rage,
Then shut up and bring me my latté,
Or I’ll lower your minimum wage.
It baffles me now that mere workers,
Once could purchase a house or a car,
It’s time to clamp down on those shirkers,
We have to, we are where we are.
We’ll have no more talk of progressing,
To this one truth we’ll always hold fast,
That union men are a blessing,
As long as they stay in the past.
John Moynes
(Sam Boal/Photocall Ireland)
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