Sentence The Threehundredandthirtyfirst

She hailed from Limerick City,
And had one, tattooed, on her Titty,
But although it was good,
Her Old Man thought it rude,
So she had it replaced with this Ditty:
My Love is a Restaurateur,
My Perquisites, washed down with Beer,
Are served with Panache,
With Brio, with Dash,
And sustain my commodious Rear!