Why wiggle my toes As everyone knows There’s magic in the air Why wrinkle my nose Make my eyes close Watch me disappear My skin’s a little wrinkled I’m small as you can get My age is not that simple So you better not forget And hiding my gold coins Under rainbows I beget All my mischief ever done Make you terribly upset Let today be full of sunshine Never mind any regret 'Cause a day you can be Irish Will be the best one ever yet
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
Happy St Patrick's Day. If anyone knows how to contact my dear friend Martina (RaptureCapture) please share this with her and tell her I miss her very much!! Be Merry!!!
I'm late for St. Patrick's Day, but really love this poem. Very cheerful and fun! I needed that as here in New York State and yesterday the snow flurries are flying on April 23 and 24th! Thanks for cheering me up!
I'm late for St. Patrick's Day, but really love this poem. Very cheerful and fun! I needed that as here in New York State and yesterday the snow flurries are flying on April 23 and 24th! Thanks for cheering me up!
Titania48Carlisle, Cumbria, England UKApr 24, 2015
Lovely poem Chris,I am half Irish, my mother used to say I had an Irish temper when I was young.
Comments (7)
have a good one
'Cause a day you can be Irish
Will be the best one ever yet
Loved reading, thank you for sharing
Martina xxx