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Lenny the leprechaun was addicted to porn 
He watched every day on the internet 
Then he'd sleep from dusk to dawn 
Having dreams he couldn't forget .

So his magic he is weaving 
He will make a Colleen of his own 
In him she'd be believing 
Then he wouldn't have to sleep alone.

Burnt straw would make her raven hair
Clover gave her eyes of green 
A little padding here and there 
He had soon made a beautiful Colleen.

He cast his spell and all was well 
As she took human form 
To be sure she'd love him he could tell
She even felt so nice and warm .

So he gave her his sexiest wink 
and cast an eye toward the stairs
She tried to talk but could only blink
For no sound was there there.

Aha thought he , Silly me 
Then he gave her a voice 
She sounded so sultry and so sexy 
He felt his heart rejoice.

That was until she spoke to her new bloke
Telling him to get those ideas out of his head
All this stuffing and padding this room is a joke
and I bet you haven't even made the bed .

Just like a man you've done half a job
Now I've got cook and clean 
Don't you dare whinge and shut your gob 
There will be no rest for Sweet Colleen .

Poor old Lenny the leprechaun 
Now hides in the garden shed 
Never more will he watch porn 
Such thoughts never enter his head.

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