Mrs. Donvan was walking down O'Connel Street in Dublin when she met up with Father Flaherty.
The Father said, "Top o' the mornin' to ye. Aren't you Mrs. Donovan and didn't I marry ye and yer hoosband two years ago?"
She replied. "Ahe, that ye did Father."
The Fathe asked, "And be there any wee ones yet?"
She replied, "No, not yet, Father."
The Father said, "Well now, I'm going to Rome next week and I will light a fertility candle fo ye and yer hoosband."
She replied, "Oh, thank ye, Father!"
They then parted ways....
Now some years later they met again.
The Father asks, "Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?"
She replied, "OH, very well , Father."
The Father asked, "And tell me, have ye any wee ones 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!"