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
Copyright © Terry Ireland | Year Posted 2022
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