An Irish poem

I want to write a poem about the wearing of the green
I know that I can do it because I have the Irish gene.
Maybe I should write something about the Emerald Isle.
Something that I know would make an Irish person smile.

I could go way out on a limb, maybe take a chance
and write about that guy they call the Lord Of The Dance.
I know a lot about the Irish,to show you what I mean.
An anorexic Irish prostitute is known as Tramp O'Lean

Here's some more Irish history I feel I should report.
You can't get cash from a leprechaun, because they're always short
If some more knowledge about Irish history is what you're after
An Irishman is only happy when he's Dublin over with laughter

Irish I wouldn't have started this because it really isn't funny
When my mind gets into this mode, everything has to come out punny.
So instead of writing a lovely poem about the Irish folk,
This has turned into a disaster that is nothing but a joke