St. Patricks Day
St. Patricks Day here at last you see,
wearing o the green you must agree.
From forty shades, each of you decide,
whatever you choose wear it with pride.

St. Patricks Day is an enchanting time,
leprechauns in plenty singing in rhyme.
A guiness or two invokes Irish laughter,
and a hair of the dog for the morning after.

Don't forget shamrocks, must have them,
and recite a limerick, a five lined poem.
Where ever you're from, Cork or Killarney,
let your voices ring loud with Irish blarney.

Wear a long tall hat, you won't fall over,
display on your vest a four leafed clover.
Colleens your dress, emerald green today,
I'm sure you'll be stealing Irish hearts away.

Dance in the street, a good old shin dig,
with hands on your hips do an Irish jig.
Irish world wide the streets will be lining,
a sight to behold those Irish eyes smiling.

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