Luck be a lady
Tall and green
Magic flows from her
As you can see
Shamrock and gold
The Irish island so sweet
Luck be a lady
When you meet
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
In the beginning There was the bird And the bird was the word Haven't you heard about the bird I thought everybody has heard that The...
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