A Naked Limerick

So Happy Saint Patrick's Day fine Bloggie friends! Normally I sort of protest the day... I may be a bit Irish, but the day originated in persecution of people who refused to abandoned the old religions and convert to Christianity, so it's NOT St. Pat I sympathize with (I hate all persecution, no matter the sincerity of the intentions... just so I'm clear)

BUT, this is also a holiday of Stout Beer (WIN), Irish (WIN again!) and corned beef (so you can't win them all). And this Saint Patrick's Day Blogfest, hosted by Colene and Alexia's looked like a BLAST, so I decided to put my Tarty spin on it...

HA!  And I totally (late) just realized it was supposed to have 200ish words, so I counted... 196!)

To Wear Green

On a day when not wearing of green would seem rude
on a person for whom clothing does spoil the mood
What does one wear
when she'd rather go bare?
How can I still play, while I stay in the nude?

I could wear a crown adorning my head
Insist everyone always do what I said
Order everyone OUT
if they won't bring me STOUT
Though I hate to see all my friends quaking in dread.

I could polish my nails, on finger and toe
And make strange kitten growls to let everyone know
They should take off their pants
and then they should DANCE
Because what is a party without a good show?

Or I could wear bad-ass green shoes on my feeties
And carry a green whip for those who need beating
because they won't play
in spite of the day
There is beer to be drunk and stew to be eating!

But I think I will go with baubles for my ears
They pinch my erogenous zone, or that's what I hear
They make me feel happy
And perhaps a bit slappy
And if you get goosed, well it's just cuz you're near...


*giggles* So now you know how to wear green without getting sucked into those nasty clothes! This public service announcement has been brought to you by

NAKED TARTS UNITE!!! *snort*
(so now go check out the other entries!)