Oh dear Bardi, you are in the mood lately?

Tis all blood and gore,
Not like my Bardi was of yore,
Can I persuade you not to write
On such subjects? Try a bright
Outlook on things. Grow fairy wings;
Or is it just one of those things?

And what will make you sad again
Is Ireland lost their rugby game!
To their ancient enemy,
Sad for Michael McMenamy.
(Their 2nd coach I heard one say
But maybe my hearing's gone astray?)

Its a lovely poem, till you get to the end. Oh dear, oh nasty dear.
Cuddles if you are feeling down, love,