William Maginn, LL.D.
THE GATHERING OF THE MAHONYS.
Jerry Mahony, arrah, my jewel, come let us be off to the fair,
For the Donovans all in their glory most certainly mean to be there;
Say they, “The whole Mahony faction we’ll banish ’em out clear and clean;”
But it never was yet in their breeches their bullaboo words to maintain.
There’s Darby to head us, and Barney, as civil a man as yet spoke,
’Twould make your mouth water to see him just giving a bit of a stroke;
There’s Corney, the bandy-legged tailor, a boy of the true sort of stuff,