Ode to the Irish
Here's to the
wearing of the green
And the prettiest
colleen you've ever
seen
Her eyes are green
and her hair is red
And she wears a
shamrock on her head
She has beautiful
freckles all over
her face
And there's
dancing leprechauns
all over the place
Now the leprechauns
are a mischievous
bunch
Who play all night
and sleep until
lunch
Then once a year is
their big day
When everyone wants
to be Irish, they
say
They all wear green
and sing an Irish
song
They eat corned beef
and cabbage the
whole day long
They eat and drink
and sometimes get
loud
But it's only
because they are so
proud
The love they feel
for the Emerald
Isle
Would even make the
coldest heart smile
The shamrocks they
wear and the jig
that they dance
Show the world they
are Irish in just a
quick glance
So here's to the
Irish and their wee
little green men
May they come back
every March 17 to
entertain us again.
By Laverne
©
One legend says that one old serpent
resisted, but the saint overcame it by
cunning. He is said to have made a box
and invited the reptile to enter. The
snake insisted the box was too small
and the discussion became very heated.
Finally the snake entered the box to
prove he was right, whereupon St.
Patrick slammed the lid and cast the
box into the sea. 
