Peter Casey Limerick

In Limerick town, where the Shannon flows wide,

There's a politician with quite a bit of pride.

His name is Peter Casey, a man of some fame,

With a tongue that can wag, and a heart full of flame.

He's known for his views, both strong and bold,

That often make people question their mold.

He's a man of passion, with opinions galore,

But some say his words, they leave them feeling sore.

He's spoken of migrants, and their supposed threat,

Of travelers and tinkers, a prejudiced set.

He's said things that many find hard to digest,

His language uncensored, his tone quite undressed.

He believes in his message, and fights for his cause,

Even if it means ruffling some feathers and flaws.

Some see him as a savior, a voice for the weak,

While others view him as cruel, a dangerous streak.

But whatever your stance, it's hard to deny,

That Peter Casey, he's a politician who makes you sigh.

In Limerick town, where the River Shannon flows,

There's a man named Peter, whose words cause great woes.

He speaks his mind, without fear or shame,

But leaves many wondering, is this really our aim?

Peter Casey Limerick, a man of controversy,

A politician whose words ignite and worry.

Whether hero or villain, the jury's still out,

But one thing's for sure, he's a man who stands out.