just my 🍀 luck
Tis but me spiked-up hair, y’seen,
Doused with a lot o’spray on green!
“Where did you get that hat!?” they say,
Folks grind on me each passing day.
“Keep it off, tis not funny!” they cry—
Sorry, but it’s staying on, oh my!
Tis the hat my father never wore,
On St. Paddy’s day, you'd swore.
I haven’t me a hat, let alone respect;
So I’ll bug off with me head erect.
And just as well, I’m on me way—
I haven’t a shamrock on me today.
☘️