March 17th. St. Patricks´Day and the Little Green Men.
(Read in a whisper)
Come! Gather around me here,
Under the oak tree,
Sit with me.
We whisper..... ssshhhh.....
If you make a loud noise,
they will not come near,
Ssshhh, Can you hear?
I think I hear rustling, close by,
They´re walking this way,
They´ll soon have their say,
We whisper and hold our breath..........
I see something green, yet like
a top hat.! Yes it is!
Yes it is!. Oh! Look , here they come.......
I see a long beard...... it is ginger.!
I see lots of tiny fingers,
parting the grass,
to let others pass......
OH! Wow! They´re coming this way.!
Is that a little green waistcoat????
´´St. Paddys´Day, St. Paddys´Day...
Paddys´Day in the morning...
Hush , ,children , hush,
No singing!...... Yes it´s a
little green waistcoat.
and a long ginger beard,
and a bright green Top Hat,
It´s St. Paddys´Day in the morning.!
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