Our regular contributor Brian Fearon has his own volume of Poetry on sale, that might make an ideal Christmas present.
It’s called “At the Kitchen Table: an Original Selection of Poetry, Lyrics and Rhyme”.
Here’s another sample …
Well it’s time to put the shirt on
Press the trousers, clean the shoes
Get the old fat wallet
We’re going on the booze …
In this wee town we love so well
With music, beer and craic
T’will be early in the morning
Before we’re heading back.
Mollie and I
Went out to meet the Duke
Last seen at Jack Ryan’s
Cause Bennetts had the flute
It was the First and Last time
The Marines had come to stay
You could see a full-rigged Schooner
Whistledown the bay
The Foresters in green
Oh, what a lovely sight
The Shenanigans that went on
Had us wild with delight.
Everyone was dancing
Except the one called Vic
He slipped on his Square Peg
After feeling very sick
Most of us were laughing
Especially my old gal
As the night was ending
We headed for the ‘Bal’
To finish with a quiet one
Then walk the promenade
Arm and arm together
Talk of all the fun we’ve had
As the moonlight flickered
Across Cooley and the Bay
It seemed to say ‘Don’t worry
Tomorrow’s another day’
So we headed home together
Past the Square, we stopped a while
Feeling kinda peckish
Got a supper, country-style
A cracking night in Warrenpoint
With friends and family
For everyone who ventured out
I’m sure they will agree
No better place to spend a night
With music, beer and craic
Remember what old Arnie said
When leaving …
‘Ah’ll be back!’