St. Patrick's Green

Bertha E. Bush

Oh, I love to see the shamrocks
Boys wear March seventeen,
And I love the girls' green ribbons,
And bits of evergreen;
For they stand for brave St. Patrick,
So fearless and so good -
Oh! the Irish ought to love him,
Just as everybody should!





The Lively Leprechaun

Betsy Franco

I caught a lively leprechaun
With stubble on his face.
He promised loads of buried gold
And led me to the place.
But when I let him loose to dig,
He leaped and led a chase.
That lively laughing leprechaun
Had left without a trace!

© Betsy Franco, reprinted by permission of the author
who owns all rights





St. Patrick's day is with us,
The day when all that's seen
From right and left
And everywhere is green, green, green.

I'll wear an Irish shamrock
In my coat the glad day through,
For my mother and father are Irish,
And I am Irish , too!





Wearing of the Green

Aileen Fisher

It ought to come in April,
or, better yet, in May
when everything is green as green-
I mean St. Patrick's Day.

With still a week of winter
this wearing of the green
seems rather out of season -
it's rushing things, I mean.

But maybe March is better
when all is done and said:
St. Patrick brings a promise,
a four-leaf-clover promise,
a green-all-over promise
of springtime just ahead!





Don't Pinch
by Bruce Lansky

When I got on the school bus,
I was in for a surprise.
My friends all stared and pointed.
There was mischief in their eyes.

A kid who sat in front of me
reached out and pinched my knee.
My friends all started laughing,
but the joke was lost on me.

And then I got my second pinch.
I felt it on my ear.
And then I felt a third and fourth.
You guessed it--on my rear.

I asked, "Why are you pinching me?
I think it's very mean!"
They said, "Today's St. Patrick's Day
and you're not wearing green."