The time had come for a poem about Muireann.
More interesting to look at than the hills of the Burren.
Always in pants. Never wears a skirt or dress.
Always clean and tidy. Never a mess.
She is a hard worker, pleasant and kind.
Very supportive. A great employee to find.
Forging a career everyday with Simon.
Social Care is her path and in it for the long run.
Oat pancakes are her speciality and delightful to eat.
Above a bowl of porridge when you fancy a treat.
She's my key worker and a true great support.
Keeps me on point. I must report.
She a good looking girl but humble in that.
Very nice for all of the lads to look at.
Never wears makeup. She needs none of that stuff.
Clean as a whistle and never looks rough.
It is always good when Mirin's round.
Her voice isn't sharp but of a sweeter sound.
She'll be off for a week and will truly be missed.
We will all miss her smile, I must confess.
Lets finish this off with some well thought out lines.
About this joy to behold with a beautiful mind.
When you are perfect. You have nothing to change.
One of the best. Mirin's her name.
