Definitely Not On Tap

I’ll quite happily talk to you

She said

But let me make this clear

I’m not going to sleep with you

She said

I just quite fancy a beer

An Irish Confirmation

When he spoke

The congregation gasped

For what they heard

Could not be grasped

As the Saint he uttered

When the priest had asked

Was Judas

Then in the carnage, basked

I am
unsure
how it
happened

And I
certainly
don’t
know why

There’s
nothing left
for me to
do now

But
just sit
around
and cry