My Irish accent was so bad it perforated UIster
I asked for Chicken Kerry in the chip chop
Do we really need Cork’s?
I said,Donegal, not, don’t call
The dentist lanced my access.
She said I need evasive surgery on my left jaw.Is that right?
And on the right side I need to be removed from the legions
He said, try not to brood but tell us if it gets Blogger.
She is sure of chancers in the family.
I can get free radiation from the sun not the NHS
Please don’t kill Kenny.He’s eaten my dinner.Let him die jestin’
They keep taking the add on hordes off me
My phone never stings
Lord have Mercia
I might be on the Border after they check mate me
She died rather than mention her vulgar
I’m in dire beet,Tess.Tell me you’re in sin
My book is here.It’s contented.
Have you read the e-pistles yet?
I prefer opera
How my heart sings 