St Patrick’s Day Limerick/Poem

Saint Patrick is he a saint?
A man who is oh so quaint.
I have not a clue
But I know what we all want to do
Drink, drink, drink… then faint !

I see tons and tons of green.
Lots of (un)wanted flesh to be seen
Its an absolute given on this day
Hush up, young pup, don’t even say
People doing impressions of Charlie Sheen

Go steal a pot of gold
Keep drinking til your bold-
Enough to talk to that special someone
The next morning you won’t even remember what you’ve done
Go party cause you’re getting old!

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