“Leprechaun Eating Dog 🍀”

“Leprechaun Eating Dog 🍀

Albert the Schnauzer,

mouse rabble rouser.

Loved walking on Emerald Hill.

Had eyes like an eagle,

the nose of a Beagle.

Retrieved any item at will.

Every March Seventeenth,

he sharpened his teeth.

Preparing for Leprechaun bones.

If memory was kind,

Albert would find,

his treasure out near rainbows.

At last, he caught scent,

of a wee green gent.

Away, the path to unfold.

By the gift of God’s grace,

he quickened his pace,

and found him atop of some gold.

Albert pounced upon,

that damn Leprechaun.

Catching him in his maw.

No tricks or mischief,

will help that elf live.

Just a shillelagh stuck in Al’s craw.