trismegistus

Her hair was the color of bollocks
And her breath was as sweet as a shite
I knew the first moment I loved her
No doubt shed not put up a fight
The chunks in her hair were attractive
They were yellowish and brownish and pink
She'd been up half the night just a drinkin'
Or so's I surmised from the stink

Hey, hey, Mary McSheeny
Oh, you escaped me like Harry Houdini
Hey, hey, Mary McSheeny
Girlie I miss ye, and so does my weenie

Green was the shade of her visage
'Specially in that soft-colored light
'Twas the loveliest lass in the village
And she'd been pukin' most of the night
I watched her crouch over the bucket
I put her girl hand in my man hand
The sight of her arse drew me to her
Bent over, she looked bloody grand

Hey, hey, Molly McSheeny
Oh, you escaped me like Harry Houdini
Hey, hey, Molly McSheeny
Girlie I miss ye, and so does my weenie

The taste of her mouth was appalling
Like escargot pickled with shite
But her emerald green face was appealing
'Specially in that soft-colored light
Again she wretched into that bucket
The sound could be heard in Killarney
I got down on one knee and proposed to her
As the leprechauns laughed down at Blarney

Hey, hey, Maggie McSheeny
Oh, you escaped me like Harry Houdini
Hey, hey, Maggie McSheeny
Girlie I miss ye, and so does my weenie

Marry me, proud beauty!

Hey, hey, Moira McSheenus
My beautiful beautiful sweet Irish Venus
Hey, hey, Madeline McSheenus
Girlie I miss ye, and so does my.... hey, where're you going?
What's your name?