Irish Poems - Poems about Irish

Red flowing hair, she waited long in her arms, he did belong why go to fight, she did not know a bloody battle, the Somme, in flow she waited long, with babe in arms in her heart, it tears apart they were so young and very poor why war to fight, she wasn't sure. would he come back, to her devote so...

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The Happy Wanderer I like to wander near and far. Just me and my little white car. There are treasures to be found everywhere. Just waiting to be discovered out there. Soon I saw a little mom and pop store. It was in a small house with a green door. I was greeted by a jolly little old man. He had a small...

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“Irish slang is funny.” --- Is that a fact? What matters most is its wholesome impact Revealing good* heart’s zest To influence with best Through blest joyfulness, along kindness-act. *Galatians 6:7, 10 Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap...As we have therefore opportunity, let us do good unto all men,...

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Mr. O'Toole in trauma sat in front Seeking mercy from tax assessor stunt. His Irish luck grace Full Blown-in his face. With distaste pay money in full upfront. 3/26/2025...

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im irish outta new york your 2 turn in a table gutter pork fake brass rings detailing how wedding ventures meet her news cow ill and straight the dhali llama's trying to show you how nazi's brew throw in one jew now celebrate the kings wife she's hung like dmx on top of kobe these are some objectives and adjectives help sums grow up grewsome's is a vowel mispaced the sentence outside your...

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A lass with red hair, bright and fair, Loved Guinness and drank without care, When she tripped on a stone, She let out a groan, Then farted and stunk up the air!...

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An Irishman with a small willy Was hoping for nookie with Milly Said, "I'll still make you squirm with my tiny lil worm" But Milly said, "Don't be so silly!"...

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Irish accents quake my female southland. Males 'neath Newsboy Caps stimulate dreamland. Irish yearns may want touch, Did not seek to feel such. Ireland trips could stimulate mate's backhand....

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McDugal, the Leprechaun is a gent Mick's wife always says he was Heaven sent He shows respect to women In their praises he's swimmin' They love hearin' his Irish brogue accent...

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An Irish Themed Limerick Poetry Contest Tania Kitchin At the pubs across the Ireland nights It's a clover field under the lights Irish men love to pluck Stray petals with good luck They like the pink clovers in their sights...

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Momentum on the Streets p=mv profit=momentum*volume “How much do you get?” “What’s the pay….. What’s the pay off he said Not speculating today Feels great This location is inside of you Sugar bored and wont talk Never through it all a way for a block Out of my bourbon Soo clean eyes will come A thousand armies and a thousand moors Until you never loud...

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Limericks written for St. Patrick's Day Celebrate the Irish in ev'ry way It's said in tales of old Leprechauns buried gold At the rainbow's end it was meant to stay It's a day for dancing and wearin' green Shamrocks in the hair of each colleen To Erin Go Bragh, a toast A holiday loved by most But kissin' the Blarney Stone's not my scene The...

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darn it~ I cut the grass too short...

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why wait for tomorrow~ get an early start with a bottle of the Jamesons...

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On faltering the ill tempered surrender the speechless ignorance of their fathers Challenge never knew of their presence Accountants of pressure frequent one another Rarely daring to take part is the discussion....

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