Little Dancin' Leprechaun

It's St. Patrick's Day, and a year has gone by
Since I took that walk in the woods
And something caught my eye.

He was a strange little fellow
Who had a rather large nose
And a belt of bright yellow.

He was dancing with all his might,
With surprise intensity
For one of his height.

I do not know if he saw me,
If so, he did not care.
He kept right on dancing
As if I wan't there.

Then, I was finally able to see
What inspired him to dance
With such an energy.