Pride O' the Irish
The Irish may have lost the game,
The other team has won.
But the players feel like winners,
They've still got the Leprechaun!
With him comes the Pot O' Gold,
The Pride O' Wearing Green.
You try to take THAT from them,
And you'll SEE who can be mean!
This poem is dedicated to my nephew, Rob, who is a senior at Notre Dame, and is a trainer on the sidelines at athletic events. His Pot O' Gold is 4.0, and the Pride O' Wearing GREEN.
Uncle RAY
3-10-13
Copyright © Ray Dillard | Year Posted 2013
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