I took the words from a scrabble game I played and used every word from the game in a fiction story. Here’s what I came up with…

TIME TO RHYME! St. Patrick’s Day Style!

Ah, the lore of the leprechaun, and a wee story with it!

A young boy discovers a real, live leprechaun in his mother’s flower garden.

Limerick.

You have found a Leprechauns pot-o-gold,
now he wants it back.
What would you do?

Considering that "The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas" is a very depressing book, this is an ending that will have the opposite effect.

Another poem about creating pictures with the written word.

A poem of wishing, hoping and being tricked by an age old fable.

It’s just a short little poem about the funny aspect of having a leprechaun and then feeding him to your cat.