Leaving behind old Ireland 

Lying here in Ireland
A lovely little place
We’re poets get their
Poem words for ditties every day

Looking at the winter sky
Feeling wintertime now
Getting the breeze from the Liffey
Across my glowing face

As we wait to go the airport
To fly across the sky
Leaving behind old Ireland
Goodby to family goodbye

Thank you Martin Alison and Amber

I sat there and listened
To music last night
With Martin my brother in law
The sounds where just right

Amber the dog was
chewing Some socks
as Paul Simon
From the stereo rocked

Me and Martin had Guinness
Served in a real Guinness glass
As Mary my mother I law had
No baileys just tea in a Tasse

Good night had by all as My wife

had some fine wine then my
sister in law Alison had some
baileys for me and her to try

Thank you Martin Alison & Amber
For the lovely welcome Into your
new home and I know there will be many more times we will come

Briancee poet 1st December 2016

The Rule Britania Song

Dont forget the trump
never ponder Clinton
always fear the may
as the UK finds its way

the brexit will have the day
so all keep out the way
Britain once again
will be the kingdom it has been

Watch out for the road
when Britain rules the waves
we will be sending home
all those wafes and strays

So brexit was the vote
Rest of the world take note
Our prime minister is strong
as our country sings

the rule Britannia song

Co-pyrite Brianceepoet 17/11/2016

Have peace thats my advice

War is around us
as people are shot down
all over the world
while humans are around

the human race has compasion
but they also learned to kill
as they go shooting each other
and passes bye are gone

So don’t let the fighting start
without and end in sight
we want no one more to kill
have peace thats my advice

Copyrite Brianceepoet 18/07/2016

A woman in number ten

A woman in number ten
can the country
go through it again

Somebody new in number 9
oh can they realy
get it right this time

Everybody is brexited out
so can teresa
get in and sort it out

So well lets see Teresa
have a go Keep your fingers
crossed and your toes

Copyrite Brianceepoet 13/07/2016

NHS

National heard of sheep
They help the each other sleep

National handy shops
Buy your real lamb chops

National hope of soup
The doctors have flown the coupe

National Health the service
Politicians are brainless

National Heath of Steve
Sarah Brian and neave

National Heath is sore
And in pain like never before

National health the sell
May become private as well

Copyright Brianceepoet 24 June 2016

A poem to my wife

A poem to my wife
who is the love
of my life

Some words
just to let her know
she allways has my love

When the morning wakes
I see her lovely face
and we have a short embrace

So this poem to my wife
means a lot to me
to write

So I can let her know
Annmarie
I Love you so

Copyrite Brianceepoet 17/05/2016