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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required she came from Carlow, wee caitlin girl one of three sisters gave you a twirl ancient bridge, river Barrow she was long, very narrow still glimpse her glance where wild waters swirl legend of Dublin lived all alone yes, you guessed, it's our Molly Malone Howth to Dun Laoghaire she hobbled home weary heaving her wheel-barrow, skin and bone bareback beauty from Kildare of course the equine county, she rode a horse the Curragh and Church of Oak Hill of Allen, she met a bloke fell from her mount far into the gorse wee ossory cat from Kilkenny he lived in a castle with many his marbles were off the grid on festival floors they slid lost them all, he couldn't find any sad lad from Laois, brains short of an ounce escaped from prison hard to pronounce nailed tight down inside a crate trickling blood betrayed his fate men with batons were ready to pounce canny Longford Lil made you quiver banjo playing by Camlin River laid-back lady, bluegrass hair fortress town and country fair tickled and plucked she did deliver this talkative halyon hailed from Louth he robbed two banks then headed down south stopped at Dundalk to have a drink garda grabbed him in a blink that Drogheda gaol did shut his mouth Meath mini minx, curious and slim from Navan or Kells or was it Trim? crawled into a passage-grave all by herself, very brave one leg out, you can still see her limb! tall Tullamore youth from Offaly he played around so awfully he zoomed right in on Zara next kissed his cousin Clara then cuddled Brosna unlawfully Westmeath chancer in boot of his car some hooch for the folk of Mullingar for Athlone, fancier grog illegal still from the bog smooth smiling man who smoked a cigar wretched banshee on the Wexford beach collecting pebbles within her reach the sea then stole her ardour he left from Rosslare harbour lifting her eyes she started to screech! wild Wicklow wag went out to play the Arklow shoreline and on to Bray Sugarloaf, Lugnaquilla Glendalough, wee tequila back to Greystones, he's had a good day
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