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You are Irish. So am I. The Kennedys are, and so is half of ******* America. We aren't special, you aren't unique, so put down your Guinness you freak. I hate people being so proud of a land they have never been. Our freckles and our hair and skin is the color of ham. You act like the Irish invented beer and are proud that the Celtic women have a big mule rear . Our ancestors had to escape such a ****** forsaken place. and you act like god chose you to procreate some master race. I know that your family and mine spent years in mud. Dirtier than swine, just to feed your family a diseased spud. Our pink grandparents came here, and put down every other race that didn't match their rosy face. So go find a leprechaun with a *** o' luck. Don't raise a drink to our ancestry, because I don't give a ****
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Apr 13, 2010
Apr 13, 2010 at 10:17 PM UTC
Luck o' the Irish
You are Irish. So am I. The Kennedys are, and so is half of ******* America. We aren't special, you aren't unique, so put down your Guinness you freak. I hate people being so proud of a land they have never been. Our freckles and our hair and skin is the color of ham. You act like the Irish invented beer and are proud that the Celtic women have a big mule rear . Our ancestors had to escape such a ****** forsaken place. and you act like god chose you to procreate some master race. I know that your family and mine spent years in mud. Dirtier than swine, just to feed your family a diseased spud. Our pink grandparents came here, and put down every other race that didn't match their rosy face. So go find a leprechaun with a *** o' luck. Don't raise a drink to our ancestry, because I don't give a ****
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Apr 13, 2010
Apr 13, 2010 at 10:17 PM UTC
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