Finnegans Horse Part the Second

Finnegan’s horse heard on the grape vine The local mafia were in a bit of tizzy Trying hard to find who was leaking Deepest secrets to the local bizzy Nobody suspected Finnegan’s horse As he trod his steady course And day by day month by month Over a decent period of time Statistics were showing More detected crime And finally it was decided It was such a safe place Even the home secretary Dare show his face With only a dozen local minders And thirty or so body guards To keep him safe as he made a speech Then quickly rush back Londonwards Finnegan’s horse caught the talk As he plodded majestically past And to pay his sincere deep respects Broke wind with a resounding blast And the national press of course Paid their respects to Finnegan’s horse Saying how privileged it was to be there To hear two separate sources of hot air And Finnegan’s horse was pensioned off Swearing blind it was an accident No disrespect was really meant And Harry Finnegan still loved his horse But not in any carnal way of course tbc