Lincolnshire
Red is for wisdom
Gold is for wealth
Blue is for vision
And Green is for health
Red is for wisdom
Gold is for wealth
Blue is for vision
And Green is for health
Gold may line your pockets
But our hearts are lined with love
And that, my friend, is better
Than anything you have
For despite your wealth and affluence
There’s one thing, that’s for sure
That love will conquer everything
And without it you are poor!
Great Scott! I see a leprechaun
A walking down the street
With high jinks on his little mind
And taunting all he meets
But it is said he’s heading
Up to old Lincoln’s crown
To rendezvous with a stone imp
Cast spell to get him down
From the cathedral eves
After all these long long years
But mark my word they’ll bring trouble
And this will end in tears!
But there is one solution
Found in an arc of light
To stop these mischief makers
With shenanigans in sight
For with rainbow shining brightly
The leprechaun will go
Just as the fairies bid him to
So very long ago
To guard his hidden booty
Or so the tale is told
As leprechaun less Lincoln’s imp
Must guard his pots of gold!
Indian Summer
Of burnished bronze; copper gold
Spiced jewels of the fall
Behold the golden sunshine fields
The waves of yellow spread
The verdant stalks with aurous bloom
With ochroid flowering head
The ocean’s mass so iodic
The seed that rapes the eye
To steal the breath of those who see
The brassica out lie
Behold the golden sunshine fields
The waves of yellow spread
The verdant stalks with aurous bloom
The rape-seed oily bed