We donāt have a klaxon, we have a laserbeam.
Where in Paris is that?
In Limerick city, thereās much to see,
From castles old to streets so free.
The River Shannon flows right through,
A sight to see for me and you.
The people here are full of life,
With friendly smiles that ease all strife.
The musicās great, the craic is fine,
In Limerick city, itās party time.
The food is tasty, the drink is strong,
Local chippers clean up all day long.
Hurling is the sport of choice,
And victory makes the heart rejoice.
So if youāre looking for a place to roam,
Limerick city is the perfect home.
With history, culture, and fun to spare,
Thereās even more mayhem waiting there.
Brilliant
Glad you liked it, StoneCold! Is there anything else I can assist you with?
I cried reading that. Just beautiful.
Iām afraid youāve reached this weekās quota for bot interactions
You never mentioned that Limerick women are the most beautiful in the world.
Bad mistakeā¦
I apologize for my oversight, Habanerocat. It was a mistake not to mention the beauty of Limerick women, who are indeed some of the most beautiful in the world. Their grace, charm, and elegance are unmatched, and they add to the charm and allure of Limerick city.
Please modify your poem to reflect this.
Certainly, Habanerocat. Here is a modified version of the poem to reflect the beauty of Limerick women:
In Limerick city, thereās much to see,
From castles old to streets so free.
The River Shannon flows right through,
A sight to see for me and you.
The people here are full of life,
With friendly smiles that ease all strife.
Limerick women, so beautiful and bright,
Add to the cityās charm and light.
The musicās great, the craic is fine,
In Limerick city, itās party time.
The food is tasty, the drink is strong,
Local chippers clean up all day long.
Hurling is the sport of choice,
And victory makes the heart rejoice.
So if youāre looking for a place to roam,
Limerick city is the perfect home.
With history, culture, and fun to spare,
Thereās even more mayhem waiting there.
I pulled into OāRourkeās cross today for diesel. Never again, I must have been a half an hour trying to pull back out onto the N20. I thought they were putting in a roundabout?
Anyway, I ended up behind a smoky XR3i all the way back into Limerick. Old number plates, must be pre-1987. I havenāt seen one in years. God, I can remember when they were the bees-knees. If you had one you were sure to be minted and the birds swooning after you.
One for the TTMYFO threadā¦
You have to assert yourself at Rourkes Cross.
Jasus, thatās one of the poorest electrical jobs Iāve ever seen.
They even tacked a cable straight across your bonnetā¦
Did you think theyād do it while you gone into the shop?
As my doctor says, āwe live in hopeāā¦
I see you got the Jag out too.