By Dorothy Parker, first published in LIFE magazine, March 16, 1922
The good Saint Patrick, in his day,
Performed a worthy act:
He up and drove the snakes away,
With more technique than tact.
Could he descend from realms above
And roam about New York,
He’d find it reminiscent of
The good old days in Cork.
The snakes he knew could never tie
The brand our village has—
The kind that daily multiply
And thrive on tea and jazz.
Should he his tales of snakes relate
We’d strive to hide a laugh;
For, though the saint was wise and great,
He didn’t know the half.
Where’er he’d go, to dine or dance,
Or lunch, or tea, or sup,
The saint would have a splendid chance
To do some cleaning up.
Could he but leave his present star,
He’d see that things were changed—
How sad such little visits are
Not easily arranged!
Dorothy Parker currently appears in A FRIENDLY GAME OF MURDER, the third book of the Algonquin Round Table Mystery series, now available in print and e-book.