Bad Luck
Once a Leprechaun went swimming,
out in the deep blue sea.
Even though his head was spinning,
he thought it might appease.
He felt he needed exercise;
what’s better than a swim?
It’s healthy and fun, he surmised;
it beats a stuffy gym.
Without his trunks he felt so free;
waters warm from sunlight’s rays;
But in the distance, he could see;
his clothes blowing far away!
The lesson is simple; if you go swimming in the sea.
Have something on in case your clothes start riding on a breeze.
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