mai venn


Nancy - Poem by mai venn

One summer’s evening when rambling took my fancy,
It was out at O’Brien Pub that I met the gorgeous Nancy.
Sitting at the window with her glass of mineral water,
Sure how was I to know she was Sargent Murphy daughter?

With a ral fal doodle dallie and a ral fal doodle dandy,
What could I do when I met the gorgeous Nancy?


The fact that I was married, sure I did not give a feather,
When I saw her sitting there in her mini skirt of leather,
With a ear-ring in her nose, dread-knots in her hair
And when she started laughing, she fell right off her chair.

With a ral fal doodle dallie and a ral fal doodle dandy,
What could I do when I met the gorgeous Nancy?


One Sunday afternoon, while out doing a spot of courting,
Sargent Murphy came along and caught us in our sporting.
Well he got me by the neck and handcuffed me to the tree,
Sure, I begged, I swore and I pleaded, but he would not let me free,

With a ral fal doodle dallie and a ral fal doodle dandy,
What could I do when I met the gorgeous Nancy?


Come, all you wile, young fellows, where every you may be,
Take a note of my sad story and a warning take from me,
If ever you go out rambling, as it might take your fancy,
Make sure you will stay clear of the notorious, gorgeous Nancy!


With a ral fal doodle dallie and a ral fal doodle dandy,
What could I do when I met the gorgeous, Nancy?


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 19, 2013


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