I met my love in a pub
Drinking a pint of brew
He swept me off my feet
We fell in love before we knew
Romance so sweet
However I had a major problem an issue
He had a tattoo of his exwife's name
On his upper arm
TRISH
I was not happy about this
Out witting an unwilling participant
is not a piece of cake
We both are head strong people
a miracle it would take
The humiliation was my cause of alarm
We needed to find an immediate solution
To cease further harm
We were at odd on opposite sides of a revolution
My darling man of reason Wanted to clear the air
He wanted to be fair
He Wondered how he would feel if his wife had
Another mans name for every season
With a wink and a smile I sweetly suggested
he put a line under the letter T
He said HELL NO I'm not Irish
Quickly the conversation regressed
I held my temper But stood my ground
I smiled spoke in my sweetest voice
The patience I found
Leaving him little to no choice
Well dear I'm not TRISH
Resolution my only wish
The day is done
A clever girl has won
Sublime heart and mind
Contentment For all of time I would find
Was it such a large price to pay?
What would you do or you say?
To resolve this situation in an amicable way
35 years of marital bliss
Came down to this
A simple line I drew
in the preverbal sand
An't love grand
My darling Lad drinks a pint of brew
to celebrate St Patrick's Day
To pass the time away of the change of his Tattoo
This story not many knew
Happy wife happy life
A Tattoo is forever think twice
Your decision is for life
Now my Irish pappy
Not Irish happy
Wears his arm on his sleeve
A learned lesson to believe
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 4:35 AM UTC
I met my love in a pub
Drinking a pint of brew
He swept me off my feet
We fell in love before we knew
Romance so sweet
However I had a major problem an issue
He had a tattoo of his exwife's name
On his upper arm
TRISH
I was not happy about this
Out witting an unwilling participant
is not a piece of cake
We both are head strong people
a miracle it would take
The humiliation was my cause of alarm
We needed to find an immediate solution
To cease further harm
We were at odd on opposite sides of a revolution
My darling man of reason Wanted to clear the air
He wanted to be fair
He Wondered how he would feel if his wife had
Another mans name for every season
With a wink and a smile I sweetly suggested
he put a line under the letter T
He said HELL NO I'm not Irish
Quickly the conversation regressed
I held my temper But stood my ground
I smiled spoke in my sweetest voice
The patience I found
Leaving him little to no choice
Well dear I'm not TRISH
Resolution my only wish
The day is done
A clever girl has won
Sublime heart and mind
Contentment For all of time I would find
Was it such a large price to pay?
What would you do or you say?
To resolve this situation in an amicable way
35 years of marital bliss
Came down to this
A simple line I drew
in the preverbal sand
An't love grand
My darling Lad drinks a pint of brew
to celebrate St Patrick's Day
To pass the time away of the change of his Tattoo
This story not many knew
Happy wife happy life
A Tattoo is forever think twice
Your decision is for life
Now my Irish pappy
Not Irish happy
Wears his arm on his sleeve
A learned lesson to believe
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