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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required visitin me aunty Cushla For the first time in Ballybay I found meself beside a signpost An I stopped to find me way. It was then I spied a little feller Laid behind a bale of hay He was prepared to help me but wanted to know what I was prepared to pay. Well I couldn't believe what I was hearin He's a tight fisted scallywag but he wouldn't listen to reason and jangled the coins in his money bag. Would ye do that to a feller Irishman ? I hope yer marry a sour faced old hag He said , Why do yer think I'm chargin yer Shut yer gob an get out yer swag. He rubbed his hands as I counted me money Just like Ebenezer Scrooge Gigglin like an hyena With his cheeks the colour of rouge. Twenty pieces of silver I thought his price was huge The guys a bloody comedian an I am to be his stooge. He stood up from behind the bale An dressed in so many shades of green With his funny hat and his little pipe On his shillelagh he began to lean. Now where was it yer said yer were goin Ah Ballybay , Well to prove I'm not too mean I'm gonna walk there with yer Aren't I the most generous leprechaun yerv ever seen? As we walked I told him about me aunty Cushla an me bein on holiday fer two weeks He handed me back me money I'm so dumbfounded I can't speak Ah to see a leprechaun yer must believe He said,So yer must forgive me cheek An its luvvly to see a young Irish lad Who didn't treat me like a freak. Well Shamus an me became buddies Fer the duration of me stay Downin pints an eatin colcannon an dancin in the Irish way He could really play a fiddle An no more did I have to pay I loved me visit to see aunty Cushla On me first trip to Ballybay.
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