O'Ryan he's a rich man, O'Ryan he's a laird
O'Ryan is a warrior who says he's never scared
He's two-thirds Anglo-Saxon but he speaks like a Celt
His tumbling locks are flaxen and he wears O'Ryan's belt
O'Ryan is a warrior who says he's never scared
He's two-thirds Anglo-Saxon but he speaks like a Celt
His tumbling locks are flaxen and he wears O'Ryan's belt
8 comments:
Oh, David. This is unbearable.
In fact it's simply terrible.
O'Ryan's belt ain't wearable,
Which proves that you are full of --
Happy New Year!
LOL Love it!!!! Happy New Year!!!!
Intriguing alternative version of stargazing... or simply starstruck, perhaps?
LOL Fun rhyme! Loved Quilly's response.
Cheers!
O'Ryan he's a rich man.
He wears a rich man's kilt.
When the breezes blow cold in the highlands,
it changes the pitch of his lilt.
Happy New Year. Pappy
Great start to the new year. And folowing on with the fireworks display where the first pic looked like a starburst...what are they called,novas? Something like that; it'll come to be after I've signed off.
I love your play on words, David!
You are very funny in a weird sort of way! LOL
Happy New Year!
Jo
Okay, now I quite liked this one...hope your 2009 is fantastically wealthy!
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