The Irish And The Orchids Poem by Allan James Saywell

The beauty of a warm sultry, sunny day
Glad to be alive, i rested my ample rump
On the first available park bench and
Gazed at the beauty of a cybidium orchids
Hot pink in colour, open in all it's glory
To reveal it's stigmatic surface
Resting on the labellium lip
Surrounded by two petals, mounted by
The dorsal sepal, the long green stem
Running down to rest against
A half bottle of sherry, and a black haired head
Wait a minute, you drunk again paddy
You bloody Irish, pissed all the time
Lying in the beautiful orchids
And i say goodnight, sweet drunk
Flights of angels, sing you to sleep