Happy St. Patrick's Day! I've written some limericks for your enjoyment. Nothing ruins St. Patty’s day more, Than when bars have to close their front doors, Thanks to COVID-19, & self-quarantine, I’m alone & drunk on my living room floor. On March 17th St. Patrick died, We celebrate him & Irish pride. A day to get drunk, Some even blow chunks. Who cares if it’s not very dignified! I wanted to marry a fireman, Instead i married an Irish man, On me he cheated, On me he beated, So I hit him with my mini van. With Coronavirus in full force, & social distancing enforced, I’m home with my wife, & I swear on my life, This might just end in divorce. There was a man named Liam O’Toole, He was the luckiest boy in school, I know it’s all luck, Because he’s one ugly schmuck, & still has a hot wife & pool.
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