The wearin’ o’ the green

The drinkin’ o’ the green

The leprechaun says all is not as it seems.

Poor ol’ Patrick

Shifting in his long dead grave

Thinkin’ o’ sacrifice

Begora, I gave it all

To make the world a better place –

Gone down in history

Eventually to become

A green beer.

A green cabbage.

And red meat.

An illusion.