when I was 16 I wrote this for my next door neighbor because her family was full blooded Irish.
The Little Irish
Little Irish people living in the middle of the little town of little.
In fields of green clovers where leprechauns play,
People singing and dancing on Saint Patty's Day.
"My Wild Irish Rose" the leprechauns sing.
While sliding down rainbows after along spring rain.
Little men wearing kilts and playing bag pipes in the street,
Little woman in the kitchens making corn beef,
And Cabbage stew and soda bread to eat.
While eating they dream of leprechauns',
Pots of gold!
