Martin O'Neill

(20-06-1958 / Solihull, Birmingham, England)

A right old boot.


She's an outbreak of gloom in the corner
An affront occluded by pain
She could moan all four legs off a donkey
And persuade it to walk off again

She can curdle the milk in your teacup
She can bore your glass eye to sleep
She can out glum a manic depressive
She can drive a blind hangman to weep

She's here as our union contact
Our problems should all go through her
But I think she's too many already
If it's ok with you I'll demur.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Edited: Thursday, February 02, 2012

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