Pat and the Pig


Twas near Limerick town lived bould Paddy O’Linn
No boy a shillelagh could so nately spin
But och! down his throat, when the whiskey he’d tossed
Sly Paddy oft found things before they were lost
From the cabin of widow O’Connor one day
A fat little pig, as pigs will, got astray
Says Pat ‘You’re blind drunk, it’s my feelin’s you shock’
Then he fell o’er the pig as he gave him a knock
‘Och, piggy’ says he ’tis good manners you need
It’s myself you’ve near kilt, you disgrace to your breed.
But my bacon you’ve saved, so to give you your due
It’s cured you shall be, I’ll make bacon of you’

The grunter Pat cured, and soon put out of sight
But the ghost of that pig haunted Pat day and night
So at last to his reverence he went and confessed
Having that on his mind that he couldn’t digest
‘Och, Pat’ said the priest ‘only think of the day
When the widow shall charge you with stealing away
The pig she looked to for paying her rent’
‘Och, murder’ says Pat ‘it’s of that I repint
And so, if you please, absolution to say
It’s a blessed thirteen that I’m willing to pay
Or I’ll marry the widow to make her atone
Since ’twas her flesh I took, I’ll be bone of her bone’

‘You know that can’t be, you would cheat me O’Linn
To compound a felony’s surely a sin
And as to repintance, sure what will you say
When the widow accuses you at the last day ?’
Says Pa, ‘Will your reverence answer me true
When that time it shall come will the pig be there too ?’
‘He will’ said the priest ‘all your guilt to make plain
Cheek by jowl with the pig you will stand once again’
‘Then’ says Pat, ‘it’s all right, absolution or not
For when that time comes, I an answer have got
As the pig will be there, I have only to say
‘Take your dirty ould pig’ so your reverence good day’


Written by J E Carpenter

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