
It’s pert near St. Patrick’s Day
And me leprechaun has
A pot of gold
All ready for me
At the end of the rainbow.
(It’s a good rainbow
Not like the counterfeits they have
Now in the culture war.)
I’m kind of a secret Irishman
Though, no Gaelic name,
No enchantingly
Lilting brogue.
I leave no footprints
On me way
Back and forth
To me private
Dreamcatcher.