There once was a master chef Fred,
Who fed me Irish Soda Bread.
After only one taste,
It expanded my waist,
Now I’m happy, content and well fed.
Homemade Irish Soda Bread
With goofy green hats that look garish,
Surrounded by friends that we cherish,
It’s the one time of year
We can drink lots of beer
And pretend we’re a little bit Irish.
A little goofy
This day that’s to honor St. Paddy,
Is a ruse and I know that sounds catty.
It’s all about beer,
Loud, unbridled cheer,
Getting drunk, wearing green, being happy.
It’s not easy being green
May the farce be with you!
Your IFF,
Pam