I once Knew a man with a hand full of gold
who a mad man would have sold.
This man I knew was at the end of a rainbow,
my eyes as wide as a doe.
The man I knew was the size of my toe
I wanted that gold,
for I knew it would have sold,
but saddly I was told
I could not have that gold
So wait do I
for that man to yet again catch my eye.
Since he's more than he seems
for a Leprechaun should always be seen