Limrechaun Lepericks

A leprechaun called Fred
Once found that he was dead
The angels said go
To the place down below
And gave him a kick in the head.

A leprechaunish pastie
Found he could spin very fastie;
He spun round and round,
Drilled a hole in the ground,
And dug up something quite nastie.

A leprechaun from Old Cork
Could barely stand up and walk;
He said, I feel queer,
It could be the beer,
So get me some more, don't just talk.

Another bloody leprechaun,
This one notably called Shaun,
Said spell my name right
Or I'll give you a fight
And either you or I will wish we'd never been born, when we wake up sober in the morn, after sleeping soundly in the corn, until roused by the cow (and/or car) with the crumpled horn.