The Twin Town man did the Ally proud
With his rambling tales and songs of joy
But he came over all Hispaniola
When he tackled Miss Viola
She fixed him with a Glasgow stare
And pointed out her name was a flower
Back peddling faster than an Anthony Marron bike
With a missing link
In his Gallen Clan Tartan gear
Conal exacted a magnificent about turn
And in bright comedian speak he tried
A musical retreat to
Pour oil on troubled waters
But the lady was no violet shrinking
She pointed out his defective thinking
In fine Donegal style victory conceded
He moved on the politicians
A laugh a minute we had a great night
Thank you Conal
Gemma Canning Hill April 2016 ©
