My Irish Lass
Your face is like the cool north wind
refreshing to behold
Your essence is like the rich green earth
So luscious and so bold
Your eyes are like the River Ness
Filled with life and with power
Your love is the potato crop
Growing with every hour
Your skin glows bright like emeralds
Brightening the land
Your convictions are a strength of yours
As sturdy as the Isle of Man
Your are my Irish lass, you see
So much in every way
That want to say "I love you."
On this St. Patrick's Day
I love you always,
love boo!
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