A priest in Buncrana has said,
That while you’re out mourning the dead,
He won’t want to see,
You sipping some tea,
And heaven forbid you bring bread.
John Moynes
A priest in Buncrana has said,
That while you’re out mourning the dead,
He won’t want to see,
You sipping some tea,
And heaven forbid you bring bread.
John Moynes
If you have to purchase a toy,
For an ungrateful wee girl or boy,
Then this annual night,
Of cheap plastic shite,
Is certain to bore and annoy.
John Moynes
(Laura Hutton/Photocall Ireland)
I love it when idiots choose,
To try to barge in to the news,
But then wail and fret,
When their presence is met,
By someone expressing his view.
John Moynes
(RTE)
Charles Saatchi’s asserting that if,
One’s wife’s a bit fond of a spliff,
Or maybe some coke,
It’s okay to choke,
Her as part of a family tiff
John Moynes
Mr Ogle, a union boss,
Is making the whole nation cross,
Like a Stalinist Grinch,
He’s planning to pinch,
Your Christmas and not give a toss.
John Moynes
(Gareth Chaney/Photocall Ireland)
Today is a good day to fret,
Over this weekend’s big rugby bet,
Now both teams are picked,
I’m trying to predict,
The scale of the kicking we’ll get.
John Moynes
Pic: NZRFU
{OECD [Organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development] member states in blue)
Money? Ok, we have none,
But Paddy still has lots of fun,
We’re at number six,
In the hard drinkers’ mix,
Together, let’s reach number one.
John Moynes
Map: OECD
John Larkin is drawing a line,
In the sand. From now on he’ll decline,
Ever to prosecute,
Those who murder and shoot,
The past is the past and that’s fine.
John Moynes
(Belfast Telegraph)
(The National Maternity Hospital, Holles Street, Dublin)
Apparently now there’s a dearth,
Of women prepared to give birth,
The thought of the joys,
Of young girls and young boys,
Isn’t worth the increase to one’s girth.
John Moynes
(Joe Dunne/Photocall ireland)