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Poem Details | by
David Drowley |
Categories:
humor, nature, people, places, poetry,
There once was a crude Irish knave
Who hid deep within Fingal’s cave.
He felt it safe there to flee,
Thinking “naught could get to me”
Until swept away by a wave.
Poem Details | by
Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories:
drink, fantasy, funny, good night, happiness,
I found myself
a good wee bottle
of 10 year old Irish whiskey
under my wee Irish down pillow
that must have been placed there
by the wee good leprechaun
tooth fairy
I could not bring myself
to hurt her wee feelings
so I opened it up
and drunk my wee Italian self
down to sleep
counting 40 pink plaid
wee Irish sheep
Poem Details | by
Vee Bdosa |
Categories:
food, humor, ireland,
IRISH GIRL LOVE SONG
Don't love an Irish girl.
She's gonna do you wrong.
She's a hard hearted woman
and she won't stay home.
I got some Irish blood
in my family tree.
But I wouldn't love an Irish girl
For the life of me.
I ain't no leprechan,
but I'm on the run
cause a hard hearted Irish girl
wanted me for fun.
I lived on Irish stew
it was six days old,
cause she wasn't home long enough
to warm it. I ate it cold.
© ron wilson aka ron arbuthnot
aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
Poem Details | by
Cheryl Darby |
Categories:
dog, drink, funny, humorous, ireland,
Irish
'When Irish eyes are smiling',
sang the midwife, gleefully,
as she handed me a bundle,
and revealed that it was 'She'.
A baby, with the darkest hair,
blue eyes, that shone like sea,
here lay this little person,
blessed with Irish ancestry.
A girl no longer now, alas,
she's long since flown the nest,
so I replaced her swiftly,
with 2 Greyhounds, I don't jest!
Faye Shannah and Pigalle Blue,
an Irish racing pair,
but you can safely visit me,
unless you are a hare!
You could come for coffee?
and bring a Cake to finish,
actually, I love real ale,
but never, ever, Guinness!
Cheryl Yvonne Darby (Cyd)
23/02/2015
Poem Details | by
Cynthia Jones |
Categories:
humor, imagery, inspiration, ireland, march, poetry,
"Kiss me, I'm Irish," he says
leprechaun, thinks he's all that
then, wiggles his tongue.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Mar.17/2007
Poem Details | by
Jan Allison |
Categories:
birthday, humorous, relationship,
Poor Paddy's wife thinks he is cruel
Because of his strict leap year rule
No leap year - there’s no gift
It's caused many a rift
But Paddy says he is no fool!
His wife gets no gifts for three years
She’s fed up and bursts into tears
With a decree nisi
She could date a kind guy
But this request falls on deaf ears!
Their daughter says buy mum some lunch
Or flowers in a pretty bunch
Paddy thinks on his feet
And buys her a ‘treat'...
A packet of cheap monster munch!
02/07/20
Poem Details | by
Terry O'Leary |
Categories:
humor,
A leprechaun looking for gold
'neath the shimmering shamrocks of olde
(with the luck of a Gael)
found ten bottles of ale
somewhat green as if covered with mould.
3/15/2017
Poem Details | by
Sandra L. Weiss |
Categories:
funny, holiday, ireland,
In an Irish Pub, on St. Patricks Day,
I was drinking a traditional green beer.
In a lively conversation, I heard a man say,
that Irish folklore contained nothing to fear.
He stated that Leprechauns did not exist,
then got up, without giving his name.
As he reached the door, he did insist,
"but they're there just the same."
Poem Details | by
B. Joseph Fitzsimons |
Categories:
drink, humor, ireland,
Last night I heard the banshee,
After a few swigs of whiskey,
And after I heard her scream,
I poured some Bailey's and cream.
Now I cannot hear her nor see.
3/13/17
Poem Details | by
Robert Pettit |
Categories:
funny,
An Irish seven course banquet is what I have here:
A baked potato and a six-pack of beer!
Poem Details | by
Maf Longfellow |
Categories:
funny, people, seasons, uplifting,
ST.PATRICK MOST HUMBLE.
LEAD PAGANS TO CHRIST.
THE DRUIDS REPENTED.
NO SNAKES WERE IN SIGHT!
THE LUCK OF THE IRISH!
MY HACK-N-SAC BALL.
A FOUR LEAF CLOVER.
GOOD LUCK TO US ALL.
A LOT OF BALARNEY!
YOU'LL TALK IF YOU KISS IT.
FAIR WORDS AND SOFT SPEECH.
GO TRY IF YOU VISIT.
LEPRECHAUNS MAGIC.
THE EMERALD ISLE.
A BUNCH OF MALARKY!
GREEN BEER AND A SMILE.
LADS AND LASSES.
DANCING TO AND FRO!
A POT OF GOLD
AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW.
PADDY'S WAGON.
FULL OF BAD THUGS.
COME SPIN US A YARN
IN O'DOWDS LOCAL PUB!
KISS ME! I'M ISRISH.
ST. PATRICKS DAY'S HERE.
EVERYONE'S IRISH!
AT LEAST ONCE A YEAR!
Poem Details | by
Anita Lovelace |
Categories:
funny,
You’re looking at me
Kiss me I’m Irish you say
With a face like that
I will do much more than that
Hey! The luck of the Irish
Poem Details | by
Ralph Protsik |
Categories:
animal, dog, humor,
He’s Irish not Scottish or British
You forget, he’ll get ornery and skittish
He’ll point to his pelt
Start swearing in Celt
With a splash of some Gaelic and Yiddish
Poem Details | by
Bob Quigley |
Categories:
funny
Old Irish Joke
Paddy and Shawn were out walking
When three hand grenades they found
Shawn said "Paddy what should be do
We can't leave them lying around"
Paddy said "take them to the police
And get them off of the road"
"But Paddy" said Shawn "what if on the way there
One should decide to explode"?
"Don't worry yerself about such a thing"
Said Paddy, "I know what we can do"
When we get to the station we'll tell them
That we only found two
Old Irish joke. Only the poem is original. The joke is someone elses.
Poem Details | by
Mike Dailey |
Categories:
humorous,
My Irish Granddaughter
Me pancakes be green this morning
Me bread at me lunch be too
Me beer may be green this evening
But that’s where the green is through
For me granddaughter nay be with me
The lass is so far away
Though green be the color I’m wearing
Tis blue I be feeling today
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
humor,
At our pub, a drunken blighter
Claimed to be, "The World's Best Fighter"
His wife was a nurse
And she won the purse
For being the best back-biter!
Poem Details | by
Robert Gorelick |
Categories:
humor,
An Irish wolfhound from Londonderry
was sold to a rancher in Tucumcari
Yesterday: Knolls and lakes
Today: Cactus and snakes
His Celtic heart’s turned sad and contrary
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
humor,
Ilene's son was in a Dublin pub
When someone gave his leg an rub
"A copper to spare?"
"There's one over there
But he looks a bit like Beezlebub!"
Poem Details | by
L Milton Hankins |
Categories:
birth, humor,
Me Ma, she came from Ireland,
Papa, he hailed from the Bronx
I claim to be bred and bairne
Sunday night in an Amazon box.
[LIND30UR 7-7-7-9]
written March 2, 2022
Poem Details | by
Charles Messina |
Categories:
humor,
St. Patrick's day- we're all meant to wear green
I'm Italian, but I know what you mean
To wear green to display
We're all Irish this day
Even a Guinea...whose name is Eugene
Limerick In Honor Of St. Patrick's Day Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins
2/22/21
Poem Details | by
Jeff Kyser |
Categories:
celebration, humorous,
Her Irish support is just flawless.
But St. Pat’s? Erin gets pretty lawless.
For this time each year,
it’s exceedingly clear:
the green beer makes Erin Go Braugh less.
Poem Details | by
Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
celebration, humor,
Kiss me, I'm Irish
On second thought perhaps not
Corona Virus
March 17, 2020
4pm PST