Your name isn’t Patty.
Your favorite color isn’t green.
You’re not a little leprechaun
Which no one has ever seen.
There is no pot of gold
For we can never reach the rainbows end.
But the gold that’s in your heart
Makes you my dearest friend.
St. Patrick’s Day Friend
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