The Union
By Tim Jaffa
I've been eating a lot of mints,
my breath is super fresh,
my car is full of dints,
since I crashed into a creche.
I went to get it fixed,
the mechanic said to me,
"I'm not removin' those bricks,
it's the Union, don't you see?"
I went to a bricklayer,
to remove all the blocks,
he was listening to Leo Sayer,
I say he's a pox.
He said "I'm not a fuckin mechanic,
I not touchin' that car,
the Union'll have me bollix,
ye can stick it up yer arse!"
So now my car is fucked,
and it got taken to the pound,
these days I get the bus,
and the Union can ask me brown!!!
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