A few years ago, I scribbled a book called The Neglected Holiday Songbook. The premise was that some holidays had never had songs written for them, because certain other holidays hogged ALL THE GLORY.
We never really sent it out, and the idea fizzled. In retrospect, I’m not sure how many people really need songs for Arbor Day. But today, in honor of my own Irishy heritage, and the wearing o the green… I offer an outtake:
St. Patrick’s Day (March 17)
I’ve hunted four leaf clovers,
and worn a bit of green,
I’ve never seen a leprechaun
(they don’t like to be seen).
But Granny says St. Paddy’s Day
is actually the day,
Some fella went to Ireland
and drove the snakes away.
This might be fine for Irish folks,
and squeamish sisters too,
But I like snakes, and think they’re cool.
I know what snakes can do.
I’ve seen them shed their scaly skins,
I saw one eat a mouse.
I catch them in the backyard,
(I lose them in the house).
So maybe old St. Patrick
should keep away from me.
I like it here here, inside my room,
where snakes (and me) roam free.