My Wee List For The Bucket

I have always wondered
If it was ever true
That you could fit into a bucket
Everything you want to do.
But everyone's been successful
So I guess I'll have a go
At trying one of these aul bucket lists
Let's see then. So....
I'd like to go to France
(Ambitious, yes I know ;))
And be all European and oh la la,
I'd give frogs' legs a go.
Go back down to Belle Isle
In the soggy County Fermanagh,
It's a really gorgeous place
Does anything rhyme with Fermanagh?
Stand in town with a sandwich board on
Offering free hugs,
Go up to the goths at Belfast City Hall
And tell them to put a smile on their mug.
Ask another bus driver out
(I did it once, it was fun)
Dance at The Cornmarket with all the chavs
(A Belfast tradition, hun)
Get to play the harp again,
Have a jam sesh with my mates,
It'd be class to all gather round
And open the music floodgates.
Play Where's Wally in Great Victoria Street Station
Like Miranda has,
Im sure LittleMissDHP
Would accompany me if I asked :D
And very last but by no means least,
Get my old country farmhouse
And grow old with my true love
And my kids, dogs and hens gathered round.
Some of its quite silly
But none of its a lie,
This is my wee bucket list
Of stuff to do before I die.

Waddaya know! It all fits!