(Apologies to Dr Seuss)
'Tis fine, the wearin' of the green;
On Paddy's Day it's always seen,
But spare me, please! I think it queer,
To sit around and quaff green beer.
I do not like to drink green beer,
I do not like it far, or near.
Green beer's a beverage I'll forsake;
My thirst by other means I'll slake.