What Happens In Ireland, Stays In Ireland (Limerick) Poem by Leslie Alexis

What Happens In Ireland, Stays In Ireland (Limerick)



A small green man, a leprechaun,
Under mask of the coming dawn,
Took hold of her hand.
If things went as he planned,
She would have had a baby leprechaun.

Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis

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