WestEustonPurplePoets
March 17

POEMS FOR SAINT PATRICK'S DAY
(PATRON SAINT OF IRELAND)

Poems

LIMERICKS (Kathy Randle)

SAINT PATRICK'S DAY DANCE (Bithi Das)

SAINT PATRICK'S DAY DANCE (Islam Molla)

OSCAR WILDE (Islam Molla)

LIMERICKS (by Babushka and her son)





(All poems © the author. All rights reserved).


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LIMERICKS
by Kathy Randle
17.03.2006


1.

There was a young lady of Limerick
Who was invited to go on a pic-a-nic
She wore a red dress
But her hair looked a mess
As if a bird had been sick in it.

2

A handsome young man from Kilarney
Was full of himself, and could blarney
He met a fair maid
Roses at her feet he laid
But she fancied a ham and cheese sarney.

3.

A handsome young buck called Apollo
Would wink and make the girls follow
He would prance and he'd dance
And the girls took a chance
But they didn't get home 'till the 'morrow.





SAINT PATRICK'S DAY DANCE
by Bithi Das
15.03.2007



On Saint Patrick's, Kathy Randle will dance
No matter how much she drinks, she will prance.
She will wear her best dress,
We expect nothing less,
So step back, give her dancing a chance!





SAINT PATRICK'S DAY DANCE
by Mohammed Serajul Islam Molla
15.03.2007


My friend asked me 'Are you not drinking?'
I was not sure what I was thinking.
He bought me a round,
And more money was found,
And after several pints I was sinking!




OSCAR WILDE
by Mohammed Serajul Islam Molla
15.03.2007


         'We are all in the gutter,
         but some of us are looking at the stars.'
                                            - Oscar Wilde



Oscare Wilde, while wearing the Green
Said it's better to be heard than be seen.
It was said in a mutter
Looking up from a gutter
But his wife said, 'Oh, don't make a scene!'



LIMERICK
by Babushka
17.03.2007



A charming young lass from Kilarney
Was courting a lad in the Army.
He promised they'd wed,
But left her instead,
Because he was full of the Blarney!


A LIMERICK
BY BABUSHKA'S SON
(AGED 8)

There once was a hamster called Nellie,
Whose whiskers were sticky and smelly.
This was not, if you please,
Some strange new disease,
But an extraordinary liking for jelly.

[written by Stuart, aged 8, 1980]




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