Love Poem: Pretending To Be Irish
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Written by: Marcelle Ohanna

Pretending To Be Irish

My last name sounds Irish
Am I an Irish rose?
I got kinda tirish
Of even my pug nose
Who knows....if anyone will ever guess
what I really am
That is:  first generation Ameerican, of Middle Eastern parents
Hmm....speaking Arabic may get me in a real jam....
So I can....sing Danny Boy,
When Irish Eyes Are Smilin'
I look real good in green
And no one Irish was ever mean--
To me.
You see, I love passing for Irish
Just for today, why it's stylish!
Happy St. Patrick's Day, anyway....

Dedicated to Bill Hogan, my old friend who was always there for me.