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)

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

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)

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

It seems that our old comrade Pat,
Has finally concluded that,
Some people’s ambition,
Has ruined our mission,
And that isn’t where his heart’s at.

John Moynes

(Laura Hutton/Photocall ireland)

Some wonderful news has come through,
For fans of that Pope, JP2,
He’s found a quick ride,
To God’s right hand side,
Now that miracle two’s proven true.

John Moynes

(Pic: Vatican radio)

A magnificent literary horde,
In Trinity College is stored,
But taking a look,
At some ancient old book.
Will leave teenage girls feeling bored.

John Moynes

(AP)

The latest opinion poll seems,
Like the answer to Fianna Fáil dreams,
The country just flirted,
With nasty blueshirted,
Ideas, but they’re changing back teams.

John Moynes

Graph: Irish Times