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There once was a man named Pat

Who, if you met him and would start to chat

Would quickly realize you were meetin'

With someone who's a cretin

Pat kept his brain in the place where he sat

Pat had a friend named Rick

On Pat, Rick wanted to play a trick

He would pretend to die

So his friend Pat would cry

Rick's sense of humor was kinda sick

It happened on St Patrick's Day

Both Pat and Rick had been drinking all day

When Pat said, 'I'll be right back'

He'd pretend to have a heart attack

But it didn't work out that way

Rick walked through the men's room door

Slipped, hit his head on the hard men's room floor 

When the EMT arrive

Rick was no longer alive

He was dead as a door nail, for sure 

Was a terrible thing, wouldn't you say?

To go in that sort of way

His friend Al he wanted to trick 

Now Rick is done, a fork in him stick

T'was ain't Pat, it was Rick who died St Patrick's Day