THE BEST PUNK / HARDCORE /PUNK BANDS IN IRELAND (1 Viewer)

[nooleen]

you'll get there

 

[Corm]

N is for Nooly,
Who scorned all 'cept rocks.
She had a good laugh...and then quickly stopped.

 

[D0njo]

D is for Donal
Hurrah!

 

[nooleen]

D is for Donal
who drank too much Dutch
he was found up near Bayside
beat dead with a crutch

 

[OLP]

That shit would actually happen in Bayside. KIP!

 

[nooleen]

especially to donal

D is for Donal
who took a few tabs
and smashed in the windows
of sleeping mens' cabs

(it was only one car and it wasn't a cab but i can't make that rhyme)

 

[Corm]

D is for Donal,
Who strode Swindon-bound,
For a whole fucking month,
He went mental.

 

[Willie Willions]

E is for Eoin
Who died 'cause he was just too god damn cool
For the fucking universe to handle


Doesn't rhyme but its pretty spot-on. Except the dying part.

 

[Corm]

E is for Eoin,
Who groaned when he shit,
It's said that his arse contained a big clit.

 

[nooleen]

E is for Eoin
Who died on the drums
From a flesh-eating parasite
That crawls up mens' bums

 

[Corm]

Seems like Eoin's been saddled with a considerable rectality...

E is for Eoin,
Who just wasn't arsed,
Readin a book and doin a fart.

 

[nooleen]

N is for Nooly
Who drank too much wine
And fell asleep on the floor of the gig before 9

 

[Corm]

N is for Nooly,
Who loved an oul sup,
Sure why have a glass when you might have a cup?

 

[Corm]

C is for Cormy,
Who talked too much shite,
Though he'd rather a bit of a laugh than a fight.

 

[nooleen]

i'm fond of the sups
there's no point denyin't
sure why have a cup
when i might have a pint?

 

[nooleen]

E is for Edser, who loved the oul metal
And sitting at home with a bift and the kettle


(hi ed, just seen you're reading the thread)

 

[Corm]

Sure why have a pint when you might have a few?
Sup on the Guinness, expel a black poo.

 

[nooleen]

heh
one last poem, and then i'm off home (that wasn't it)

To me, well
This life's an unbearable itch
That can only be scratched
By being a complete bitch

that's enough poetry from me now i think, i'm starting to feel totally gay

 

[Big d(A)ddy G]

janer wont be pleased

 

[Corm]

Gary's the king,
Of the bift-invoked mong,
Enshrined in the words of Scientific Bong.