Truly legendary
a vanishing breed
could be sighted
up to a decade ago
on the streets
in the fields and
bogs of Ireland
immortalised in
song and story
this blushing beauty
flawless complexion
shy and retiring
a well rounded figure
ample bosom
hairy legs and arms
child bearing hips
a devout catholic
reverent and obedient
to her church and spouse
confessions on Friday
mass on Sunday
admired for her purity
a member of the
big knickers brigade
believing everything
to be a sin even thoughts
of the forbidden fruits
or glancing at juicy bits
of the English magazines
became sins of the flesh
her only adornment was
the Child of Mary medal
bestowed on her for
her virginal qualities.
Begorrah! and Begob!
the celtic tiger ate up
our last remaining samples
of the traditional Irish Colleen
she has become another statistic.
Vanished without trace.