Sunday, March 13, 2016
A St. Patrick's Day Poem (SOL16 #13)
Twas the morn' of the 5th Annual Suomi St. Patrick's Day feast
getting out of bed so early, was surely a beast.
The piles of corned beef and cabbage stacked up so high
We knew the time to start cooking was drawing nigh.
Cutting up the cabbage was no easy task
After I finished, there was no time to bask
in the glory of the work I had done
I had to prep the meat that seemed to weigh a ton.
Into the pots the food must now boil
I wont eat anything til dinner for my appetite will spoil.
The family is arriving in an hour or two.
None of them better be dressed in blue.
Green is the color of our feast today
All placed out nicely on a kelly green tray.
I have no more rhymes, this was oh so tough
I leave you now in a green leprechaun puff.