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Timothy the Leprechaun

Timothy was an Irish Leprechaun
Who lived in the place where his family was born 
In a house in a hole at the base of a little tree
And thought the world was a wonder to see

He kept his pot of gold at the rainbow's end
That he visited every rainy cold day once again 
So as to keep his gold from marauding pirates
Who would hide near a rainbow whilst they would wait

For Leprechauns to come out to see their gold
So after a particularly wet Saturday afternoon so cold
Timothy decided to see his golden treasure 
And left his little tree to seek it out for his pleasure

Whistling a Irish jig on journey under the shiny sun
With each step an adventure that had just begun
And with the sun out on high the rainbow appeared
In magic dust as it flew across the sky a roadway endeared

But the Pirates were near and they saw Timothy at the start
Of the rainbow hearing the words that were Leprechaun smart
"Over the rainbow and away across the blue sky,
 I want to see my treasure and need a road to get there by"

The road on the rainbow appeared for Timothy clearly ahead
And he stepped up on it and looked forward without dread
The pirates waited and when Timothy was far enough away
They spoke the words and quietly they were on their way

The rainbow curved across the sky as Timothy hiked on by
Stealthy and quietly the pirates followed the road in the sky
Until they saw Timothy at the end of the fabled highway
As he opened his pot of gold sparkling brightly away

Then the pirates jumped out and surprised him with their guns
And they thought they had the gold with their laughter begun
Timothy said his magic words, " Be gone each and everyone"
When pop! The pirates disappeared as Timothy had won

Timothy had a chuckle and danced a jig to his favourite song
Putting his gold away in its rightful place where it belongs
And what of the pirates and punishment I hear you say 
They were in the Simpson Desert in Australia far from the sea away.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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