Ire-land
In Ire-land
Where life is grand,
And luck is always true
There lives a fairy.
Or is it faerie?
I’m never sure.
Are you?
A leprechaun
Was very fond
Of our dear fairy.
She stole his heart
Right from the start.
Their love was meant to be.
From dusk till dawn
The leprechaun
And fairy walk hand in hand.
Through hills of green
And beautiful scenes
Of dear, old Ire-land.
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