Some say that I'm a liar and others say that my sanity is gone.
But yesterday morning I went outside and I saw a leprechaun.
I chased him because I wanted his gold so that I could be wealthy.
I came close to catching him but you won't believe what he did to me.
I wanted to be rich but that has stopped being fun.
That leprechaun shot me in the crotch with a gun.
I need a ride to the doctor because I'm in a great deal of pain.
But nobody will give me a ride because they think I'm insane.
I chased that little rascal when I saw him standing on my lawn.
I have some valuable advice for you, don't ever chase a leprechaun.
(This is a fictional poem.)
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