Bienvenus tous,

free sausages now!

Not Stop the War?

No, sir, that’s tommorrow,

just like the beer!

A Cumberland

with buttery mash?

Bury Black Pudding

with peas?

a Bratwurst sir?

Shhh, whatever you do,

don’t mention the bloody war.

 

They’re utmost on his mind,

those masterpieces

of the culinary art,

their crimes?

most heinous they are,

deserving to be confined,

within that tiny mind,

one so unconcerned

with babies starved

and babies bombed

to bloody kingdom come

and bloody kingdom back.

Don’t mention the war

whatever you do.

Free sausages all round,

for him and me and you.

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh, Dé Sathairn, an dara lá de mhí Lúnasa, 2025.