🍀 The Ballad of Skonzies Scones

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Illustrated scene of four leprechaun musicians performing on a pub stage while holding scones, with a table of golden scones, shamrocks, and mugs of beer in the foreground, styled as a festive St. Patrick’s Day celebration for Skonzies Artisanal Scones. — Four leprechauns walked into a pub. The scones didn’t survive.

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Verse 1

On a misty morn in March, when the kettle’s singing low, And the rain taps out a rhythm on the old stone road below, There’s gold they say at rainbow’s end, if luck is what you seek, But I’ve found something better still before the end of the week.

Pre-Chorus

No shovel, no map, no chasing the sun, Just butter on fingers and crumbs when you’re done.

Chorus

Oh give me no coins and give me no crown, No glittering promise buried in ground, For I’ve tasted the truth with my coffee and tea—Skonzies scones are the luck meant for me.

Verse 2

There’s Irish cream in the morning air, sweet and rich and deep,With toffee bits that crack and melt and refuse to let you sleep, There’s fennel bright and lemon gold that dances on the tongue, And soda bread that tastes like songs our grandmothers once sung.

Pre-Chorus

Caraway whispers, raisins stay, Some things are perfect the old-world way.

Chorus

Oh give me no coins and give me no crown, No glittering promise buried in ground, For I’ve tasted the truth with my coffee and tea—Skonzies scones are the luck meant for me.

Bridge

A leprechaun laughed and tipped his hat, Said “You’ve figured it out, my friend—Gold won’t warm you on a cold March day, But good bread always can.”

Verse 3

So here’s to hands that bake with care, and mornings taken slow, To crumbs upon the tablecloth and laughter soft and low, To sharing what is better than a fortune locked away—A warm round scone and one more bite on St. Patrick’s Day.

Final Chorus (lift it!)

Oh give me no coins and give me no crown, No glittering promise buried in ground, For the real good fortune is plain to see—Skonzies scones and a heart full of glee.

Outro

So follow the scent, not the end of the arc, The best kind of magic is baked, not dark. Raise your mug, let the good times roll—Here’s Skonzies scones…Worth more than gold. 🍀🥧