Leprechaun-Horse-Digestion-Bastille-Extraterrestrial #1

The leprechaun whistled a cheerful tune
As he hung his green dungarees out
On the horse, to dry
My he had had a right royal time last night.
Not knowing whether it was Bastille day or not
But he didn't care...his life at this moment was far above the ground it was extraterrestrial.
How blissfully ignorant he was of the impending rebellion his digestion was planning.