Mrs. Donovan was walking down
O’Connell Street in Dublin when
She met up with Father Flaherty.

The Father said, ‘Top o’ the mornin’
To ye! Aren’t ye Mrs. Donovan
And didn’t I marry ye and yer
Hoosband two years ago?’

She replied, ‘Aye, that ye did, Father.’

The Father said, ‘Well now,
I’m going to Rome next week
And I’ll light a fertility candle for ye
And yer hoosband.’

She replied, ‘Oh, thank ye, Father…’
They then parted ways..

Some years later they met again.
The Father asked, ‘Well now,
Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?’
She replied, ‘Oh, very well, Father!’
The Father asked, ‘And tell me ,
Have ye any wee ones yet?’