Topic: The Wearin' O' the Green

NorseLady

Date: 2007-03-17 17:03 EST
Putting on the brogue, begins recitation. . .

Oh, there lived in old Ireland A wee little mann, Known by the navn of a Leprechaun. A fairy shoemaker, none other is he And he had the gift of wishes three. Well I be tellin' ye now Should I meet him this day, Tis I who would boldly step up and say: "Bless the friends that I love, And the friends that love me, And the friends of me friends That's me wishes three!"

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P'draig is a leprechaun He has a sack of gold He hides it in a special place Between two stumps, I'm told I think I saw P'draig out in the woods at play He smiled and laughed and winked his eye And then he ran away

Don't try to follow P'draig To find his treasure sack He'll twist and jump and run away And he ne'er will come back!

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Today is the day fer the wearin' o' the green. Today is the day when the little people are seen. Today is St. Patrick's Day, so if ye'r Irish me lass 'n lad, Join the celebratin' fer the grandest time ta' be had.

Ye' put yer hand up in the air, the other hand on yer hip. Ye' tap yer toe, ye' tap yer heel, ye bounce yer knee a wee bit. Ye' prance 'n dance around the room, n' circle one-two-three. The saints be praised, I must admit, ye all look Irish ta' me!