THE IRISH BUILDER

He worked on rich projects until he went bust,
we were told that 'you couldn't afford it' -
but we could, if we decided to use his services,
sitting in the jacuzzi with the extravagences.

Now, I had some stigmas to surmount because 
I was an architect, such friends were an easy count,
however, I tolerated rude Danes, Tarzans and Janes,
even blind beggars limping along with cheap canes.

Friends across the board, or sometimes was it 'bored,'
we don't like people telling us what we can afford,
why should we endure all these silly things,
it depends sometimes on who the mother-in-law brings,

Perhaps we should have an intellectual bouncer on the door,
who could just suss out who was less and who was more.