IRISH POEM FOR LAUD BARNETT
QUITE often a name says so much of a man, But let me explain that as best as I can. In Ireland we suffered Charles Haughey by name, And soon Haughty And Haughey were one and the same. While here we'd a man at the head of our State, Who fancied himself as exceedingly great. Not seeking a title like Lord Baronet, Baron Barnett no less:, and his mind had been set. But he spent all our money and paid for his sin, Though he made us all barren , no Baron for him. So on March Seventeen, We should try to be seen, To be drinking our Guinness nice an quiet an serene. Then that very same missus, As you both wash the dishes, Won't suggest yet again ,"You're so like Brendan Behan"!! CECIL CAHILL, South Perth.