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March 17th St Patricks Day
People can go and look the land right over
Now with all the snow there’s no four leaf clover
Do the Irish have luck no more so than other folk
And like the rest of us to win is a big joke
There’s a rainbow were told just hanging over the hill
But to find it you’ll have trouble not a big thrill
Its called the Emerald Isle as things are so green
Yes its a country by me that may never be seen
To increase our luck we are to touch the Blarney Stone
Then later we haven’t any luck were not alone
Their green clothing they wear can be worn by anyone
At home or at a party when they are having fun
People will attend parties singing songs out of key
Even though I had Irish ancestors its nothing to me
Drowning the shamrock is a custom from the Emerald Isle
Its put in a drink then its drunk with a big smile
Then swallowed or for good luck tossed over the shoulder
But you may as well toss a big Irish boulder
The unicorn and others may be prancing about
While the leprechaun will be singing loudly right out
On March the 20th spring does officially begin
And us folks in Canada for a while winter well be in
The weather can be snowy and ever so cold
Then warmer the next day with no coat we hold
Freezing at night feeling winter will always be here
As we build fires and the stove we always stay near
Animals awaken and come out of hibernation
Looking for food wherever they can across this nation
And with the change of seasons older folks pass on
Even though for a while we wish they wouldn’t be gone.
Winston E. Ralph
Bancroft, ON
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