LEPRECHAUN MAGIC

A poem should be posted for Saint Patrick's Day

LEPRECHAUN MAGIC

‘Tis on the Emerald Isle of Ireland,
where the Leprechauns play.
There’s one old bearded grumpy one,
that guards Irish gold both night and day.
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Do you think it’s odd he’d be so cranky,
when he gets no sleep at all.
A lesser elfin cobbler out of their own
self made shoes would fall.
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He can brandish no sort of weapon,
must guard it with his wit
but I’ve ne’er heard of a soul on earth,
who’s got his hands on it.
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‘Tis said he has a special kind of shamrock
kept close within his vest.
and has been chosen by the Emerald Isle
as a Leprechaun, their best.
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With a wave of that green shamrock
he and gold both disappear.
As you think you get a glimpse of him
he pops up a hundred miles from here.

©3/8/04


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Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest   (E) A Contest for Metrical Rhyming Poetry. #2055137 by Brenpoet

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