I want to go to Ireland
Where all is cool and green
Shamrocks, castles, and family
That I have never seen
The music and the Irish brogue
The laughter and the dance
My Irish eyes are misting
I won’t give up this chance
In a very busy pub
I will have some ale
Talking to my countrymen
Let them spin their tales
Yes Ireland is just the place
I think that I will go
Enjoying all the history
And spending some euros
Where all is cool and green
Shamrocks, castles, and family
That I have never seen
The music and the Irish brogue
The laughter and the dance
My Irish eyes are misting
I won’t give up this chance
In a very busy pub
I will have some ale
Talking to my countrymen
Let them spin their tales
Yes Ireland is just the place
I think that I will go
Enjoying all the history
And spending some euros
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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