Patricks Poems - Poems about Patricks

...While the brisket was slow cooking we went to the pub Their brisket was already done, that was the rub. I said to my woman, can I have a bit of this grub? That was my biggest mistake, it was a gia......Read the rest...

...He is a poser Irish I said. Freckles probably painted on. I don’t think so replied my great great aunt Dawn. I bet he’s not got a drop of Irish blood, I said. When I learned the truth my face turn......Read the rest...

...St Patrick’s day cat wore a tam to die for. We saw him the second he sauntered into the door. The pub would never be the same, he was glamor and more. A fine dapper Irish cat, who serenaded us wit......Read the rest...

...St Paddy’s day Guinea pig is loud singing again The foam from his beer is dripping down from his chin He seems to be a little inebriated, I think I dare say. He gives me the wing and says “Happy S......Read the rest...

...Saint Patrick died on March 17th. So we celebrate the day with green and drink. Patrick, was kidnapped to Ireland as a slave, a condition he never fully forgot or forgave. Patty (as he was kn......Read the rest...

...Happy St. Froggy’s Day! The space traveler said. I looked up and stopped eating my Irish soda bread. It’s St. Froggy’s day, right? The alien said confidently. That’s when I knew he had not learned......Read the rest...

...St Paddy’s day elf had a secret pal He wished it would have been his cousin Al. It was actually a bunny, which was kind of weird. For when he thought of the rodent, it appeared. You must be mag......Read the rest...

...Erin’s face looks like a map of Ireland, I was told. She had ginger hair with slivers of dashing gold. Her eyes were as green as the Emerald Isle. And she lit up Dublin with her darling smile. ......Read the rest...

...Shamrock twins argued about this and that They argued as to if a dog was a hog Or a cat was a bat On Halloween they were disagreeable to a masterful degree They put spells on each other’s jack-......Read the rest...

...I am dancing with St. Pat the little Dublin girl sang out Click click click clack her feet clicked over and about. She was doing a jig, with no training whatsoever. The rain had stopped, it was tu......Read the rest...

...Here comes a bit of blarney for you I looked up and saw the boy named Stew He was known for tall tales and lies. One of those entertaining Irish guys. Saw Johnny Cash at the pub just now. He r......Read the rest...

...If there was a competition for prettiest girl Bonnie would probably win it, look at her curl! Ginger curl laid on her forehead with a swirl. St Paddy Day speaker gave his girl a quick twirl.......Read the rest...

...Colleen is riding a pipe to Dublin town. She’s dressed in the greens, wearing a gown. I wonder if she will ride the pipe to me? Asked a clown. The rest of us stared at him, one gave him a frown. ......Read the rest...

...Click A micka Click a micka slap slap slap Coletta was clicking out a jig after her nap She is up on a chair! Her grandma said with alarm. She is pure Irish, her daddy argued, full of charm. Cl......Read the rest...

...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 a swig. His master shook his head, off popped his wig. I need a jazzy curly......Read the rest...