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Yucky poem for Simply Horrible contest- rate it 1 star, PLEASE! |
| Hooray hooray For St. Paddy's day When from my nose Green beer does spray Why so? Says you Don’t act so crude But Leprechauns Just scare me good I ordered a spud In an Irish pub And guess who shows up With me grub? He startled me So I flung him, see He stuck to the screen Of the pub TV And now whenever We watch TV weather The sun shines through His cap with a feather And his wooly sweater And his pants of leather This is not getting better Peel ‘im off, lads, peel ‘im off… |