Del “Abe” Jones

TURNING GREEN

The wearing of the green
And the drinking of green beer
Even a river dyed to green
To signify this day is here.

Looking for the Blarney Stone
To give it a big kiss
But watch it for those Blarney Stones
They sometimes are, amiss!

The search for a four leaf clover
To bring us that Irish luck
And the swing of a shillelagh
With which, you could be struck.

Started out as religious
Then it came to the USA
Now, it’s a day to party
In the true American way.

And no matter what your history
It seems, at least for a while
Everybody turns to Irish
Though not all, do it with style.

But, most will have a good time
Some, will rue the day they were born
As they may actually turn green
When they awaken the next morn.