St Patty's Day Magic

Leprechauns climbing in my chimney Peeking at me with their red beards, waving. Rainbow magic, sparkling my kitchen. Making me hungry for all that I'm craving. Shamrocks alive in my glorious pasture. Running toward my house, none of them faster. I roll around in my clover, loving March so. The Seventeenth is always a tremendous show. There is so much to finish, so much to do! I am expecting company, sixteen, or maybe twenty-two. The parades, the excitement, the ales, the green beer. It is a fantastic time, when St Patty's Day finally gets here!