Leprechauns are so lucky
To live in such a place
Where gold and rainbows flow
It’s such a happy place
When you don’t worry about
the morrow
Or what it might bring
But there is one leprechaun
That will never sing
And feels he is just a
disgrace
Other leprechauns see he is
really unhappy
But he has a golden mace
He swings over his head
Then drops it to the ground
And falls like he is dead
But none have ever found
That he is not dead
But silently sobbing to
himself
Because he is full of dread
That he will not have any
wealth
Of any sort
No girlfriend, friends, or
life
That’s not all the reason
he’s crying
But when he looks about
He sees, well, beautiful
girls
And realizes he has no chance
So he leaves Ireland
And goes into a kid
But it seems his luck has
run out
Because he is in a kid who
has the same problems
But this kid goes to the
dances
And he just sits there and
sulks
His name is Chad
The Unlucky Leprechaun
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