Meeting the Leprechaun

I am a merry me frisky fey a tiny man bragged to me Please join me at my explosive enjoyable revelry A jollity in his overzealous ambiance was brighter than I had ever seen Magical merriment and meshugga craziness was about to convene Are you a leprechaun? I asked the adorable trickster, right away Name’s McCindlesticks and I’m Celtic Irish, all the ever-loving day That was good enough for me, being the daughter of a McCormick. I am a bit Irish myself, and not easy to fool, cajole or trick.