The little leprechaun surprised me
when he jumped on to the path
from behind the desert pine tree.
He happily held his hands out with
a bouquet of the greenest shamrocks
mystically drawing me, " Hello, I'm Mr. Smith."
I fought the urge to run from him
He smiled the cutest little smile
filling my heart with sparkles to the brim.
Momma warned me to stay away
from the temptation of leprechauns deceit
my love for him he would steal and sway.His greatest love the bouquet entices
is to lead him to fathers hill of gold
and mama's holiday spices.
Yet, shimmering before my eyes
the shamrock bouquet did indeed
lead me under the spell, to my demise.
Written by: Me
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