Carole Lawrence Poems

There goes a scurrying mouse
In and out of the hedgerow house,
His little home made so carefully
Of gathered moss and new mown hay,
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The leprechaun came out on a moonlit night,
All dressed in green and a hat with a feather so bright,
Which swayed up and down and tickled his nose,
But this did not stop him for around he rode
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I hear the sound of running water
Sparkling, refreshing and cool
To dip ones fingers and toes in,
Flowing into a gentle shady pool. How wonderful it feels,
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