When I woke up this morning just as the day was dawning

I looked at the time and the clock like me was yawning

Back I fell to sleep and awoke at pm 9:45 that’s no jive

Out of bed I crawled my head in a spin enough said

Stumbled down the stairs and ran a comb through my hair

Up I glanced at the calendar and back at me it did stare

It was March 17 I was lost and found in a Hibernian dream

Then suddenly I realised much to my utter surprise

That it was St Patrick’s Day right before my very eyes

I got dressed in a hurry my face creased with worry

Down the road I scooted dodging cars that tooted

At a pub named the crown on the other side of town

I arrived well out of breath panting almost near to death

At the bar I ordered a cigar Guinness and whiskey in a jar

Irish eyes were smiling and their voices were singing

Hospitality friendship and the craic was ringing

Drink it was flowing and Celtic pride was glowing

We have got the charm for sure we’ll do you no harm

Whether you are a poet or writer a rock star or fighter

What more can I say but Sláinte Happy St Patrick’s Day