While our country is stuck on the rocks,
One TD is giving it socks,
He’ll clean up the land,
With a simple demand,
“Just stop messing about with your clocks”.
John Moynes
(Oireachtas.ie)
While our country is stuck on the rocks,
One TD is giving it socks,
He’ll clean up the land,
With a simple demand,
“Just stop messing about with your clocks”.
John Moynes
(Oireachtas.ie)
(Independence Day celebrations at the American ambassador’s Residence in Phoenix Park, Dublin, today)
Let the star spangled banner fly high,
For today is the fourth of July,
When millions of yanks,
Gather round and give thinks,
For your mother and for apple pie.
John Moynes
(Laura Hutton/Photocall Ireland)
Brian and Terry and Bill,
And Peter said they’d rather kill,
Their party careers,
Than swallow their fears,
Like Lucinda and the others will.
John Moynes
So Ed wants to come over here,
For asylum, which seems rather queer,
So let’s lock up the scamp,
In the old Mosney camp,
He’ll soon decide to disappear.
John Moynes
(Reuters/Wikileaks)
I expect that some whingers will whine,
At this latest genetic design,
But they’ve no cause to fret,
For they knew what they’d get,
When they voted for Vic Frankenstein.
John Moynes
(Rex)
America’s most senior court,
Decided they could not support,
Those who wanted to cleave,
Poor old Adam from Steve,
And that marriage should not be a tort.
John Moynes
Goodbye, Ms Gillard, it was good,
While it lasted, but old Kevin Rudd,
Got his own back,
You once gave him the sack,
And this time he struck and drew blood.
John Moynes
(The Age)
The lads who were running the bank,
Were prepared to be utterly frank,
On the company phone,
Because they hadn’t known,
That we’d find out just how much they stank.
John Moynes
Independent.ie