No Grounds For Complaint
¶ 1
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From Bertie Bowl to Fransdowne Road,
The journey’s long and winding.
But Bertie has his word bestowed,
And, as we know, that’s binding.
¶ 2
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They say he’s pledged in days of yore,
And then had to withdraw it,
Like last time and the time before,
And then the time before it.
¶ 3
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But this time everything has changed
It really is uncanny.
The building work has been arranged,
He swears it on his granny.
¶ 4
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While construction’s underway,
The DART won’t be affected,
So overcrowding and delay
Will not be unexpected.
¶ 5
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Mary must have deigned to give
Her blessing ‘pon the project.
PD voters mustn’t live
Around this massive object.
¶ 6
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Will Bertie’s statue stand outside
This marvellous erection?
Will its completion coincide
With Ireland’s next election?
¶ 7
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Oh, stay my lips and hush my tongue!
Such thoughts are reprehensible.
Insinuations have been flung,
Unjust and indefensible.
¶ 8
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Bertie wouldn’t tell us lies,
There’s no grounds for suspicions.
Why must we always criticise
Our selfless politicians?
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