Patrick O’ Shaughnessy had an idea

How to spice up St. Patty’s Day

Of course wearing green was only a start

As he planned to celebrate his way

Haberdashery Green was meant to be seen

Along with green coat and green tie

Green socks and green shoes while drinking green booze

His courage began to now fly

He’d been to the painter and painted it green

Expecting the best of results

As the evening wore on the youngsters all left

Now remaining were only adults

Inspired by the hops he pulled out the stops

Thinking purely without any malice

He dropped his green drawers with a grin on his face

And proudly displayed his green phallus

Crying “Kiss me I’m Irish!”  as he pointed it around

But alas he could not find any takers

So he tucked it back in and lowered his chin

Mumbling something about partying with Quakers

But when he got home he got quite a surprise

And he knew he would soon be undressed

By three young ladies with bosoms painted green

And shamrocks gracefully covering the rest

“Kiss us we’re Irish” they cooed with a smile

With suggestive intention it would seem

But for those who believe in the luck of the Irish

That’s when poor Patrick woke up from his dream

Copyright © 2011 Patrick Granfors