Written for a contest...

Did you hear of the two Irish lads
Their names were Pat and Mike
In all the lovely Emerald Isles
You never saw their like

They headed off for town one day
And while slowly strolling on
Out from beneath a bridge appeared
A cheeky Leprechaun

To Pat he gave three wishes
But those wishes they were such
That everything that Patrick got
Well, Mike got twice as much

So Patrick thought "well, what the heck"
And standing up so bold
He said "alright, for my first wish
I'll take a pot of gold"

At once a shiny pot of gold
Appeared for him to view
But horror of all horrors
The scoundrel Mike, had two

A kind of scowl upon Pat's face
At once it could be seen
But then he brightened up and said
"I'll take a fair colleen"

No sooner had these words departed
Poor old Patrick's lips
When there appeared a fair colleen
With lovely shapely hips

But turning 'round poor Patrick lad
He nearly wet his jeans
For there before his very eyes
Was Mike with two colleens

Now Patrick was not happy
In fact his brow was grooved
But his face lit up-
As he asked to have-one testicle removed!