In a moving, if old-fashioned sight,
Mr Caffrey was raised as a knight,
Ending five hundred years,
Of heartbreak and tears,
When this lecturer moved to the rite.

John Moynes

(IT)

Back during his rugby career,
An English chap called Michael Freer,
Was over the moon,
About young Miss Fortune,
Can we give him a last chance to see ‘er?

John Moynes

(M Freer)

Meath saw their summer cut short,
Outclassed at our national sport,
But was Dublin’s might,
Helped along by a bite?
I hope this won’t end up in court.

John Moynes

John Moynes, July 16, 2012 (top) and today (above).

I’ve churned this crap out for two years,
To the sound of the commenters’ cheers,
Turning topical tales,
Into lyrical wails,
That are judged by anonymous peers.

John Moynes

FIGHT!

Tributes welcome below.

Four days in and we still haven’t heard,
From Enda or Joan the first word,
But make no remark,
Because Brooks and Croke Park,
Distract us, that’s sad and absurd.

John Moynes

(Sasko Lazarov/Photocall Ireland)

A whole country stood, cried and swore,
That there wouldn’t be any more,
Of this national shame,
In the beautiful game,
But the Germans continued to score.

John Moynes

(AP)

The papers are carrying claims,
That unpopular minister James,
Is climbing the walls,
Making last minute calls,
As his job starts to go down in flames.

John Moynes

(Laura Hutton/Photocall Ireland)

Let’s round up our brightest and best,
There’s a crisis that must be addressed,
Let’s rewrite the law,
So Brooks won’t withdraw,
And leave half the country depressed.

John Moynes

(Rex)

The city is trying to deprive,
Some boggers of their chance to jive,
But the man in the hat,
Just won’t stand for that,
He insists that he’ll play the whole five.

John Moynes

(Mark Stedman/Photocall Ireland)

This morning our news must begin,
With the end of ex-minister Quinn,
Who’ll replace old Ho Chi?
First we must wait and see,
If Alex or Joan gets the win.

John Moynes

(Laura Hutton/Photocall Ireland)