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Rory

I would like to tell you the story
Of a drunken man named Rory
Who liked his pint of ale
Every day with-out fail
In the morning he looked rather gory

He would make his way to the pub
Where he would have a drink and some grub
Then go merrily on his way
Drunk as a skunk they would say
Home to bathe in a tin tub

He would walk the several miles home
Down the country lanes he would roam
Weeing were all could see
Singing the rose of Tralee
While carrying a garden gnome

One night he spotted a man
He spoke to and asked if he can
Give him a light 
No reply so a fight
But it was a tree he battered then ran

Waking in the morning hands sore
Found bandaged fingers all four
He decided that day
No more drink he did say
And he never drank a drop more

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/12/2012 7:33:00 PM
That's hysterical..Thanks for your wonderful comments on my page. It's hard to have faith when times are so difficult. So, I wrote what I was truly feeling.....Hugs, Holly
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Date: 12/10/2012 10:02:00 AM
wow this is so visual Owen, and has a moral too, awesome poem, glad i've read this...
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Owen Yeates
Date: 12/10/2012 12:20:00 PM
Hi Harry thanks for the comment my friend, all the best Owen
Date: 12/9/2012 7:57:00 PM
fighting with a tree. haha. Silly guy. This was a fun story!
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Owen Yeates
Date: 12/10/2012 12:20:00 PM
Hi Andrea thanks for dropping by, all the best Owen
Date: 12/9/2012 4:46:00 PM
Hi Owen.. you light up my morning ,,with your awesome story,,,enjoyed it so much..thanks for your great work my friend <3<3<3
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Date: 12/9/2012 2:17:00 PM
HOw in the world do u write a limerick story?!! It is such a fun and WISE write, Owen! Cute message at the end...Hate it that he got in a fight with that tree too! :) gwendolen
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Date: 12/9/2012 1:56:00 PM
i enjoyed it, thanks
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Date: 12/9/2012 10:39:00 AM
Oh...I loved this one!...With pictures in my mind,and a smile on my face.I read of the brute,who put drinking in its place. Great write my friend...A Fav to me. :o)
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Owen Yeates
Date: 12/9/2012 10:48:00 AM
hi danny Boy this was written after i remembered my fatheri inlaw telling me about his dad, who had the blue devils, he actually did hit a tree thinking it was a man ignoring him, all the best Owen
Date: 12/9/2012 6:00:00 AM
Great work..Not an easy task to do one that long in Limerick form..Enjoyed reading this morn..Sara
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Owen Yeates
Date: 12/9/2012 10:06:00 AM
Hi Sara thanks for the comment, all the best Owen