Josh 'limerick' Henderson

“It is said that the Leprechauns have a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? It is actually a treasure!” An Ode to (ficticious) Josh Henderson.

Josh 'Limerick' Henderson

Back in the days of the wee’ little people,
Past the farm’s and the big church steeple.
Down valley road, yes the road no one goes.
Was a village of little people, known as gnomes.
That most just called them, leprechaun people.

A drunken old scamper scampered in one day.
Waltzing a waltz, in a drunken display.
A whole body taller than most of the gnomes,
Through out the village, Josh Henderson roamed.
Making friends, in his smiling intoxicating way.

Fitting right in and un-noticing their size.
Josh Henderson was a friendly surprise.
they gathered and shared in a green drink.
The more he drank the more he would shrink.
Laughter bellowed out in laughter type cries.

They gave him a clover that had four leafs,
told him to make a wish and make it brief
Josh thought for a moment then he wished,
“I think I would like…an erotic kiss.”
And a wee’ little hick up Josh did ‘peep.’

The little people mumbled among themselves,
green suits identical, made from fine felt.
“We will grant you, your little wish,
we have the perfect lady for you to kiss.”
Then they shuffled and hustled like busy lil’ elves.

She was a flower that stood three foot tall.
Shyly approached Josh who was in awe.
He slighted a tiny smile that let them know,
that Josh took a fancy, to this little gnome.
It was easy to see that love was in the raw.

Closer they got with shy shuffled feet.
Josh thought She was especially sweet.
They became entranced in sightful bliss,
magnetized and mesmerized they kissed.
Lip locking, soul messing, savoring treat.

The village roared with delightful cheers
and “a round for every one, a mug of green beer.”
That was the night that Josh Henderson met,
the love of his life, ‘Little Leppy Lep!’
They frolic that night with joyous tears.

After a few days in the valley of love,
Josh Henderson bonded with his little dove.
Then he exclaimed he had to go home,
this didn’t set well with the little gnomes.
But they understood and gave Josh a hug.

“We do not want outsiders to come here,
this is a Leprechauns true greatest fear.”
Josh assured them he would keep them a secret
Josh Henderson, then homeward he went.
thinking of the love that he held so dear.

On the edge of the village in wait was little Leppy,
with musing words of love, passion and being sappy.
With a farewell kiss and a great big hug hold,
“All you have to do is follow the rainbow.”
Leppy said, “If you ever come back I will be happy.”

When Josh Henderson got back to his home,
far far away from the little people, the gnomes.
He kept them a secret and told no one.
But it was the Irish blues that his heart sung.
And wishing those Leprechauns had had a phone.

One night in his drinking and drunkenness,
poor Josh Henderson made a slight little slip.
That there was a love worth a pot of gold,
at the tail of following the rainbow.
Many eyes listened and many just sipped.

Not many believed a crusty old drunk,
who sat intoxicated with his heart sunk.
But over the years the story has grown,
of a village of leprechauns and gnomes.
Following a rainbow finds a gold filled trunk

Josh visits his love now and then,
keeping their where abouts, hidden.
Some just take him to be a bit odd,
intoxicating wobble and drunken sob.
The man who calls the Leprechauns, "friend."