The River Shannon is the longest river in Ireland. In the past few hundred years, it has been reengineered with locks and canals, and it now carries a lot of commercial traffic. Laetitia took her group to the source of the river on Cuilcagh Mountain—where it is little more than a trout stream—and followed it downstream until it became more commercial than scenic. Along the way, Laetitia stopped to talk to some of the residents in the area, who gave her a story that became the day’s limerick.
On the banks of the Shannon young Mike
And young Tess made wild love on a bike
And they thought it was swell
But it didn’t end well
When they rode off the edge of the dike.