Back in the year of two double o one
That’s when the tale of Celine begun
Walked through the door all smiles and glitter
Not to become the bar room sitter
Got a job for a Dublin gal
What a thing to ask our Zel
Tried and proven by the test
She’s turned out to be the best
Then sponsorship did come to mind
As to how we keep this find
Phone calls – letters – health test, all
Failed to prove our heeded call
She said to them, is that so
And got to stay by de-facto
There’s no one here she doesn’t know
Breaking hearts was all the go
Not leaving any stone unturned
Both ends of the candle she always burned
A fag or ten awash with beer
You always know when she is near
With ruckus laugh that fills the room
She bathes herself with great perfume
Our shapely gal she ain’t so thin
Not ashamed to bare some skin
Dancing – bending – singing too
She even sports a small tattoo
On her back above her hips
A face that beams with luscious lips
All these things and even more
Brought joy for us, all to adore
A heart of gold that’s always giving
Lets you know that you were living
At Durty Nelly’s where she reigned supreme
Thus ends the tale of our Celine
Mike Nissen
23 November 2003
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