At lunch one of our co-workers, a Chinese woman whose upbringing didn’t include shamrocks and leprechauns, was asking about St. Patrick’s Day. After we got the shamrocks and leprechauns straight, Colin recited the following rhyme:
Saint Patrick was a gentleman
who by quickness and by stealth
drove all the snakes from Ireland.
Here’s a bumper to his health.
But not too many bumpers,
lest we lose ourselves, and then,
forget the good Saint Patrick
and see the snakes again.