St. Paddy's Day Inspiration

[fathergiles]

With Saint Patrick's Day right around the corner, I am reminded of how much things have changed within the last year, and how much I have changed for the worse and better in many ways (mostly better :->). Life is funny like that I suppose.

Anyhow, in this spirit of reflection for whatever reason an idea for a poem hit me. It's not great, but it was something that I found more amusing than actually doing real work :) Enjoy!!

Four Clovers:

As drunken adulations go,
the winds of change
and red hops grow.
The crisp reckoning
an Irish Red not made before
holding onto the season more.
Four More, Four More, Four More
Drinks and Seasons Here
Oh No,

The Irish are coming!
Drink up or your beer be gone.
Drink up or it’ll be too long.
Until a stout or red brew
touches your lips
and this escape makes you mad.
Too many rounds and whiskey chasers
with the McHaggis’s, Walker’s and O’Neil’s’
thus comes the drinks of eraser.

Frosty ales their loaded gun…
The Irish Are Coming!
The Irish Are Coming!
Four more seasons
And now, the special one
of clovers and drunken jolly jesters

Green,
Green, Oh God
the green season
is green with envy

Too many beers now
I can’t remember
what happened in the beginning
But now I insist
give me an IPA not the IRA
and all will be well
and over after this evening.

No more stouts, green beers or reds and whiskey chasers
I insist the Irish have come,
as I see the red in their eyes
And they won’t be back until next year
For, Four more seasons have come and gone

So, close out my tab
And hail a cab
Damn, I need some water!