Mrs.  Donovan was walking down  O’Connell  Street in Dublin when  she  met up with Father Flaherty.

The  Father said, “Top o’ the mornin’ to  ye! Aren’t ye Mrs. Donovan and  didn’t I marry ye and yer Hoosband  two years ago?”

She  replied,  “Aye, that ye did,  Father.”

The  Father asked, “And be there  any  wee little ones yet?”

She  replied, “No, not yet, Father.”

The  Father said, “Well now, I’m  going to Rome next week And  I’ll light a  fertility candle for ye  And  yer hoosband.”

She  replied, “Oh, thank ye,  Father…'”  They  then parted ways..

Some  years later they met again.  The  Father asked, “Well now,  Mrs.  Donovan, how are ye these days?”

She  replied, “Oh, very well,  Father!”

The  Father asked, “And tell me , ‘ave  ye any wee ‘uns yet?”

She  replied, “Oh yes, Father! Two  sets of twins and six singles, ten  in all!”

The  Father said, “That’s wonderful! And  how is yer loving hoosband  doing?”

She  replied, “E’s gone to Rome  to  blow out yer fookin’  candle.”