When I was little St. Patricks day was one of my most favorite holidays, not because I'm Irish. But because it was the day when leprechauns ran wild. I have a very lovely mom who allowed me to think such crazy things that I could catch one if I set the right trap. So I would spend hours and hours building the perfect trap. But some how he would always get away, not without leaving a card with money or a little piece of his jacket oh and greenish gold glitter. I don't set the traps anymore but its fun to think back to all the hard work that I would put into catching one. Hope you all have a lovely St. Patricks Day!
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