Green Grannie Faerie
Green granny faerie ends up on the Subway express
Every St Patrick’s day and her hair is a mess.
She tells tales about witches, goblins and such.
No one can shush her, her cheeks are all flush.
She is excited like a little girl, she has a happy face.
The subway riders know her and treat her with grace.
Magical green granny faerie, who appears once a year.
Disappears as sneakily and quickly as she doth appear.
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