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Berties Budget...

  • 12-08-1999 2:58pm
    #1
    Monty - the one and only
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 3,274 ✭✭✭


    I know this was an old one, but here we go!

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    The poor country was in a terrible state,
    So the Dail rose for a budget debate,
    It was quite a few moments before Bertie spoke,
    And then he said SEX will cost one pound a poke.

    Whether you're short, long, fat or thick,
    The tax will be paid on the length of your *****.
    Emmet Stagg then shouted "Look Bertie dear,
    Will this tax apply to the boys who are queer?"

    Howlin jumped up and he looked rather glum,
    "Will I be exempt because I like only bum?"
    Ahern replied, and he sounded quite wary,
    "The tax will be double for those who are fairy."

    David Andrews arose to tremendous applause,
    Grabbed Liz O'Donnell and ripped off her drawers,
    He straddled across her and rode her at will,
    And shouted to the assembly "Put that on my bill!"

    The debate carried on; Oh what a sight,
    McCreevy was ****ing the whole of the night,
    The Ceann Comhairle protested "Let the voters decide,
    But I think I'd settle for one pound a ride."

    So now in the bedrooms of Ireland at night,
    There's many a sad, sorry, frustrated sight,
    We're taxed on our booze, we're taxed on our smoking,
    But we never thought we'd be taxed on our poking.

    If one pound a grind is the price we must pay,
    The answer is this - with ourselves we must play,
    To quench our frustration, we now have to ****,
    And for the state of the country we have Bertie to thank.


    [This message has been edited by Monty - the one and only (edited 12-08-99).]


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