Mrs. Donovan was walking down O’Connell Street in Dublin when she met 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 2 years ago?’
She replied, ‘Aye, that ye did, Fadder.’
The Father asked, ‘And be there any wee little ones yet?’
She replied, ‘No, not yet, Fadder.’
The Father said, ‘Well, now, I’m goin’ to Rome next week and I’ll light a candle for ye and yer hoosband.’
She replied, ‘Oh, thank ye , Fadder.’ 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, Fadder!’
The Father asked, ‘And tell me, have ye any been blessed wit wee ones yet?’
She replied, ‘Oh yes, Fadder! T’ree sets o’twins and 4 singles, 10 in all!’
The Father said, ‘That’s wonderful! How is yer loving hoosband doing?’
She replied, ‘E’s gone to Rome to blow out yer stinking candle.’