My, Was She Merry Poem by Tom Billsborough
My, Was She Merry
Helen B. Merry
Drank oceans of sweet sherry
From Cork to Derry.
You and merry Maid Helen made me smile but I wonder if she was able to return from Derry to Cork or is she still out there hiccuping in the dark....
As it was supposed to be a fake epitaph, I assume she was laid low! Probably still under the table!
I think I'll blame you for this, Kim. After reading your Shakespeare send-up which had me collapsing with laughter, I was in a very silly mood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hiccup! ! ! ! ! your round lol nice one
I'll set them up. A pint of Single Malt each. That okay?