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It was the Leprechauns

Perfect pitch, cadence,
absolute astonishment, urgent
forthright utterance
from the mouth of the imp

A quick realization
by mom, jaw dropped,
that her hands were Kelly green
and it wouldn't wash out
at least not right away.

"No mommy, I didn't do it;
it was the leprechauns!!"

And so it was, those rascals
who made her hands green
(and anything she touched
while they were yet wet)

March 24, 2007 17:45
(based on Shanequa's hands
on March 16, 2007)