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I went to a shindig on St Patrick’s Day,

I stopped and asked a farmer the way,
He said “Hang on while I count me sheep,
‘One’, now me work’s done for the day!”

“Now go down that way ‘til you get to the farm,
That used to belong to old Fred;
Turn right, then left, walk 10 yards East,
It’s the house that was once painted red!”

I followed his directions as best I could,
And soon heard a lively beat;
And a sign on a door that made things clear,
To be sure, I was on the right street!

“A thousand welcomes to visiting friends,
Leprechauns, pipes, drums and laughter;
Now is your chance to get blind drunk,
Sing and dance all night thereafter!

Make a complete eejit of yourself,
Do a few things you’ll regret;
Wake up feeling like you’re gonna die,
“What happened?” You completely forget!”

Your man, St Patrick, what a decent bloke,
A gentleman so they say,
He kindly built a church down in Dublin town
For us to cleanse all our sins away! xxx

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