My Little Irishman Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

Nicholas Wayde Turner

Nicholas Wayde Turner

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My Little Irishman



I never thought I would come out of this walk in closet
But then I met you
My little Irishman in plain view
My heart skipped a beat the first time we kissed
I am so glad we didn’t miss
They say the first love doesn’t have roots
But our love has its weird little coots
My Irishman doesn’t play by the rules
Because he is a one of a kind jewel

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