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.

The master of the house. The number one man.
Heads up the team. He's the one that can.
Works in the shadows, office in the back.
Managerial skills he surely doesn't lack.

Love the Lord thy God above anyone else.
Before you can love anyone else, you must first love yourself.
You should love your Mam and you should love your Dad.
Mine were the best parents that a son could have.

Jesus Christ, Our Lord, is the redeemer of my soul.
Bible parables are the only stories to be told.
I am destined for a blessed life of eternity.
Born out of my life in Christianity.

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