O’Reilly walked along the beach,
No thoughts were in his mind,
He tripped upon a golden lamp,
And fell on his behind.
He took the lamp within his hands,
And rubbed it free of sand,
Smoke flowed gently from the spout,
And a genie there did stand.
I’m free my friend from my dark trap,
So may I please help you,
My power is so magical,
That wishes I grant you two.
O’Reilly wondered long and hard,
A wish came to his mind,
A glass of Guiness I would like.
And always full would find.
A glass of the fine dark nectar,
Sat gently in his hand,
He sipped at the wondrous liquor,
Of Eire’s most famous brand.
The cool pint he downed so quickly,
But there before his eyes,
The glass refilled before him,
Much to his great surprise.
Every time he drank his pint,
The glass filled once more,
The glass was never empty,
It never became a bore.
The Genie standing there asked him,
For the second wish to propose,
O’Reilly thought and pondered,
Then said another one of those!
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 19th, 2018 01:13
- Comment from author about the poem: It is worth going "Across the sea to Ireland" just to have a pint of Irish Guiness, that sold in the UK although very good does not taste the same as that in Ireland.
- Category: Humor
- Views: 56
Comments9
Thanks for the day's first smile Andy - and no - it never tastes the same as it does in Ireland.
If I have made you smile I have done my job for the day.
Oh lol, good write and clip Gold. He might have wished too: 'And don't let Orchi come to Eire to add any water to it!'
You wouldn't get near it with your water Orchi.
Goldfinch, not many miles from your door in the faithful city of Worcester stands a hostelry which is reputed to serve the finest draught guinness anywhere in the U.K.
The 'Lamb and Flag' on the tything is frequented by several celebrity and famous faces purely for that reason. I'm not a guinness drinker but i know one peculiarity (to me) is that each pint is filled to near the top of the glass and the head removed with a 'swipe' of a table knife.
Yes that is the way it is served, in Ireland when you walk into a bar you will see a dozen or so pints of guinness at the back of the bar settling, it takes about ten minutes foreach pint to be drawn. At least it did that last time I went to Ireland a very long time ago.
ha! ha! ha! excellent!
as a child I read every one of grimms fairy tales.
Thank you onepauly to being compared with Grimm.
OOOOOOOOOOO ANDY: This one really made me CRY! BRIAN and I love IRELAND and Irish singers like Daniel O'Donnel as you know. GALWAY BAY is Brians favourite Irish Song and we often sing it as a duet (Brian playing the Guitar) as a Party Piece, what the MAORIS will make of it I don't know. Having been born in Liverpool BRIAN was weaned on GUINNESS so he loves the acquired taste! It takes him an hour to drink a pint which keeps him quiet & sober. Being half Spanish I prefer SAN MIGUEL LAGER which you can get in NZ and of course GUINNESS : AMEN. l Love your POEM today, beautifully crafted and a sting of Irish Humour in the tail ~ lovely!
Blessings and Love to JOYCE : ANGELA XXXX Ive taken over the site and my POEM for today is, MELODY OF LOVE : ENJOY
Thank you Angela, glad I helped your day into a better one. He will soon be with you.
Andy,
I enjoyed the video and your humorous poem! I think O’Reilly should’ve saved that second wish! If he continues to drink those pints, he will need to wish for a WC!🤣
Have a great Sunday!
Love to Joyce and you!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura, just a bit of fun for a Sunday.
Thanks Goldfinch60
A delightful and wonderful poem on Guinness.
I really enjoyed it.
Keep writing
FineB
Thank you FB, glad you enjoyed it.
have you heard the story of
alladdin and his lamp?
I just wish, he can keep his lamp.
O'Reilly has always had the genius of the Irish. nice poems.
Thank you fuch_bu, much appreciated.
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