Del “Abe” Jones
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.
©Copyright March 16, 2007 by Del “Abe” Jones