Got Green Blogfest 2.0

Today is the Got Green Blogfest, hosted by the one and only Mark Koopmans.

 Here’s the simple concept behind the Got Green? Blog O’hop:

I'd LOVE to hear your Irish stories, real or imagined...

For example,

·         What does St. Paddy’s Day mean to you?

·         What are your family traditions on Paddy’s Day?

·         What Irish food do you cook, if anything?

·         What are your favorite memories, or future plans to visit the Emerald Isle?

(Flash fiction is more than welcome for these or anything else you might want to share... I mean, seriously, we're only here for a pint of the dark stuff and a laugh.) 

I wanted to have a little fun with this.  I remember watching Whose Line is it Anyway? on a regular basis.  One of my favorite segments was Irish Drinking Songs.

Below is a clip for those of you who aren't familiar with the segment.  I apologize for the poor video quality, but this one is hilarious!

Now, here's my drinking song.  I did my best to salute the Irish culture and still make it fun.

Irish Drinking Song

Let it be said that I’m a simple man.

A modest cottage is where my life began.

Now I work the land, a farmer to the end.

This emerald isle is my lifelong friend!

As an Irishman, I love the color green.

The rolling, grassy hills are a beauty to be seen.

I keep a shamrock on my shirt for luck,

shout “Erin Go Bragh” while working in the muck!

After a long day in the fields, I go to the pub

to have a pint o’ Guinness and some grub.

Sing with my friends long into the night.

Our drinking songs are boastful and impolite!

After a night of drinking, I go home alone.

Sometimes it’s sad to sleep on my own.

I dream of finding myself and Irish lass

with flowing locks of red and a dose of sass!

This Irish life is surely the one for me.

A simple life is the only way I feel free.

A warning to any who calls this life a farce.

My mates and I will swiftly kick your arse!

In honor of St. Paddy, people proclaim for a day

that they too are Irish and love our Irish way.

I say that’s grand, but there’s too much beer

to celebrate my heritage naught but once a year!