A collection of my less serious verse written over several years.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
As the train pulled out the station
As the train pulled out the station She leaned out to wave goodbye. ‘Twas a sorry situation And a tear came to my eye. Oh, she cut a forlorn figure On that last train to the coast But I couldn’t help but snigger When her head smacked off a post.
I work in a warehouse which as you can imagine is very stimulating. I follow Shelbourne FC and football in general. Happily married for over 20 years to Monica with two great no-longer kids, Louise and Neil.
I mainly write humorous verse but have written serious verse, a book of essays, a novel and a biography. But still can't put up a shelf.