Little Green LaughterA Poem by McEltic
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Sunlight sweeps above the dale while shades of heather lift their veil Then gentle mist of morning swirls enhancing dawn with nature's pearls ~ Songbird's flight encircles glen to spot late crawler's search for den Yet... not all that dwells in understory hides this day... this day's their glory ~ The songbirds flee... the piper grins "Far Darrig O'Malice yer at it again" The silence broke the wildwoods rustle From near and far the wee ones hustle ~ The songs roll out the barrels too the leprechauns abandon shoe They all break out one piece of gold To waste before their play grows cold ~ They barter sheep while lifting hogs They saddle... ride the farmer's dogs And all the while they laugh and shout they never spill their mugs of stout ~ The Cluricauns with stouter trumpet descend the town subdue the strumpet Spend their purse to chase romance The quean much slicker steals their pants ~ Within the glen with dusk's approach the smoke gets thick as suppers roast The music swirls the echoes sail The dancers chant an Irish tale ~ And those with naked butts are taught They stop it gives the bugs a shot Far Darrigs crawl beneath the kegs they pop the corks and fill their legs ~ St. Patrick's blessed another year The sound of snoring now all you hear ~~~ © 2018 McEltic
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6 Reviews Added on March 17, 2018 Last Updated on March 17, 2018 AuthorMcElticLondon, CanadaAboutIf you continue to think what you have always thought... you will continue to get what you have always got more..Writing
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