Sienna Limerick Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

More Fun With Irish Expressions

A series of limericks, written a decade ago – an image made by a fine Swiss draughtman, Fuseli of Füssli, who worked for the British art-market.

Hey there, buddy! Lemme tell ya 'bout Limerick (us) like no one else. I mean, this city—man, it's a wild tapestry, ya know? I'm that masseur who's been workin' here for years and, well, it's kinda like every muscle I knead tells ya a story.

John Kiely calls for massive Limerick support ahead of Cork showdown at TÚS Gaelic Grounds