Humorous Ireland Poems

Tír na nÓg - A Tragic Epic Saga

ye hear, of a leprechaun and a unicorn who met in a field’s corner
a he and she, she...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE V

Less Heroic Couplets: Word to the Unwise
by Michael R. Burch

I wanted to be good as gold,
but being good, as I’ve...

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The wee people, clever and sprightly,
play tricks on the mortal folk, nightly.
As there's mischief in me,
could it possibly be
I've got leprechaun charm in me, slightly?...

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To every man who's gathered in the pub,
enjoying our good Guinness by the glass—
may all your troubles burp and belch away
and all your dreams, in...

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For a St Patty’s day jig I need a pink pig.
His dog was irritated. His name was Quig.
I can dance a jig, just give me...

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                   When the emerald eyes of Ireland...

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There was a dame from Westminster,
Who lived her life as a spinster.
She was old and gray,
Yelled at cats all day,
And that is why no one...

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Americans eat the strangest things
corned beef and cabbage, green beer and wings
	instead have Irish Fry
	and Apple Tart Pie
with Potato Chip Sandwich, truth rings...

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'Tis said Saint Patrick rid Erin of snakes

   If such is true what a great tale it makes

     ...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Vodka seems to be part of the Russians.
It's like order and structure for Prussians.
Vodka opens the mind,
but it makes one inclined
to fall over and suffer...

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Dublin is Irelands capital city
On the river Liffey
It is at the seashore
With mountains galore

Viking settlement
With many more to come
Bringing changes
Throughout the ages

Diverse and welcoming
Humorous and...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a...

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Poetry is the fashion
The pope, the last bastion
Out with the old
In with the aborted

Crowds gather in anticipation
Poet Arthur recites To Patrick's Nation
England you see
Believes in...

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McGee and McJock had been friends
Through thick and thin over the years
In times of uncontrolled laughter
With others of unrestrained tears

Closer than brothers were these two
But,...

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