Irish
For today, the world is Irish
And we’ll all be dressed in green.
There’ll be bagpipes, plaids and Bailey’s
Where the celebrants convene.
We’ll drink Jameson and Guinness.
There’ll be marching bands galore.
We’ll see kilts and Tam O’Shanters
Like we’ve never seen before.
We’ll hear “Danny Boy” a’playin’
Sung with lovely Irish brogue;
See a sea of thick white sweaters
Like they’ve always been in vogue.
On St. Paddy’s day we’re Irish
And if someone doubts your claim,
Introduce yourself but add
The letter “O’” before your name!
Ilene O’Bauer
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment