Ronnie Drew Battles The
Dinosaurs
By Billy O'Neill
I believe it was a Tuesday,
the papers told me so, that was the day
three dinosaurs decided to have a go
at crushing Dublin to dust, in their lust
for destruction... destruction of construction.
Now these ancient creatures had not considered
facing a defender of power and might,
a man who could fight, who had survived seven drunken nights,
and who had put out all kinds of shite since he left the group
in a thick, poopy soup.
As they readied to start their wave of terror and dread
and fanned flames into the Liffey which was already bubblin'
their attention was captured by the solitary figure who said
"I'm Ronnie Drew... This is my Dublin."
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