LEPRECHAUN
A small, mischievous, Elf, dressed in green attire,
Belts of black, boots perhaps of the same color.
From Irish folklore, it has been said they have been
Seen roaming the Irish countryside, these wee folk.
Members of a clan, they invaded Ireland, banished
To live underground,
Standing only two to three feet tall, these devious
Characters.
Quick witted, Intelligent, they evade capture from
Humans,
They live in underground caves with entrances, or
A hollow trunk of a fairy tree,
It is said that wishes of three have been granted to
Some that leave them be.
They are known for their love of Irish music and dance,
Instruments played,
Tin whistle, the fiddle, Bodhran, and the Irish harp, a
Look with beards and pipes.
Shoemakers they are, believed because of all the
Dance they do,
To catch one of the wee folk is nearly impossible, as
They are smart with magical powers,
Vanish into thin air they can, a pot of gold is a most
Possible dream.
You'll hear an Irish Leprechaun before you'll ever see one,
They have a fondness for drinking Irish Poitin, catch one
If you can.
Happy St. Patricks Day,
Keith Garrett