"Legends Of Love" by Lain Sakuraba

Elvien lore played a role

Human myth has taken it's tole

Legends brought in myth and light

Settle in for a new one tonight

Long ago in a land unknown

Out of a clan an Elf was thrown

Looking scared and a little afraid

A new land he suddenly made

Only allowing outcasts like himself

Short in the legs, Not looking like an elf

Voices topped with accents unheard

Not being able to pronounce a single word

He took them in, kept the magick alive

And there they lived, in their hive

Until they were sought out by above

Sent to complete tasks of love

Soon they lost their elfish lore

Soon people didn't hate, they adore

These new people dressed the part

Always showing the kindness of their heart

On this special day each year

They made sure shed not was a single tear

Creating vast rainbows of color

Exchanging luck for a dollar

This money the kept to themselves

For still they were greedy elves

Till a group of humans came in

And named them the next of kin

With a new name they parade about

Set apart by hearts stout

Tall bowlers hats of luck

Large buckles to the shoes were stuck

Green clothes they were given

Into childrens minds they were driven

And now you know them on this day

As the Leperchauns of St. Patricks Day!