I met a pretty Colleen on the road to Coomkeen,
I asked her if she had any margarine?
She said: "No but I have some Durrus Cheese".
So I said: "Hmm.. Yes please!"
A few weeks later we shared a bag of Tayto
She bought me some peat briquettes and a half tomato,
We decided to get married in Gougane Barra,
I went by shanks pony and she pushed the wheel barrow.
Readers of this scribble/blog may be interested to know that the internationally famous Durrus cheese is made in Coomkeen.
A Colleen is an Irish term for an unmarried country girl.
If any other ditty scribes, lyricist, poets..., would like to compose a few lines with a title of: I Met A Pretty Colleen On The Road To Coomkeen. I would be most grateful. If you you look back at yesterday's post you will see the learned Yorkshire Puddings offering.
Pray please join in.
Tiz only a bit of fun!