Janice Marie Foote's Musings

Spend your years wisely and you'll have less regrets to cash in at the end...

There was a sprightly old leprechaun
Who thought his cock's get up had gone
     Until he met big young Jack
     That gave him his get go back
In a room near the bar by the john
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Come all ye lads and lasses
Join us for fun with the masses
     We'll gather 'round to drink green beer
     On this most luckiest day of the year
In honor of the working classes
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... JMF (c) ...