DEAR ABBY: I am enclosing a copy of a well-worn clipping that I've carried in my wallet for 15 or 20 years. I could be the person described here. It fits me to a "T." I'm Irish and buy everything in green that I can - even my office furniture!

Please print that letter again. The Irish will love it. - R.E. MEVERS, CHARLESTON, S.C.DEAR MR. MEVERS: I saved your letter for St. Patrick's Day:

DEAR ABBY: In the book of etiquette it says that all personal notes should be written in either dark blue or black ink. Well, how about a professional Irishman who uses nothing but green ink?

This man is so proud of the fact that he is Irish that he never lets anybody forget it for a minute. His house is painted green. He drives a green car and has cute little shamrock designs on everything from his business stationery to his mailbox.

Don't you think someone ought to tell that Jolly Green Giant that using green ink for correspondence is not considered good etiquette, in case he doesn't know better? Sign me . . . KNOWS BETTER

DEAR KNOWS BETTER: I'm sure it wouldn't faze him, but you can bet your shillelagh he's gained more by being a professional Irishman than he's lost.

DEAR ABBY: I am a 32-year-old, soon-to-be-divorced career woman. I've been dating a very attractive eligible bachelor for almost a year now. I'm very much in love with him, but he's uncertain about his feelings for me. (He did take me home for Christmas to meet his family.)

Although we have an understanding that we date only each other, he has volunteered his services for a local charity - and that's why I'm writing. This organization has an event called "Bid for Bachelors," the idea being that women bid for a date with the bachelor of their choice.

Naturally, I am very hurt by my boyfriend's involvement. He's told me that he committed to this charity several months ago, and now it's too late to back out. My feeling is that if he really cared about our relationship, he wouldn't go through with it.

I've already told him that if he doesn't withdraw, I will make myself available for dates with other men. He still insists he must honor his commitment.

What do you say, Abby? Should I let him go to the highest bidder, or should I dump Prince Charming? - BACHELORETTE NO. 2

DEAR BACHELORETTE NO. 2: "Let" him? I doubt if you can stop him. You have already given him one ultimatum, which was a big mistake. The advice from here is be a good sport and a gracious loser, and don't give Prince Charming any more ultimatums, or he might dump YOU.

DEAR ABBY: I just bought your book, "Dear Abby on Planning Your Wedding," and I love it, but there is one thing I can't understand.

You wrote: "Needless to say, it is never appropriate to sing or play for your own wedding - you are already the center of attention with plenty to do. If you wish to perform, save it for the reception."

Abby, I want to sing at my own wedding. I went to a wedding once where the bride sang to her groom and it was just beautiful. I have already picked out a perfect song for the occasion. It says exactly what I want to say to my groom. My friends and family say, "It's your wedding. Do it your way!"

Abby, I think a bride singing to her groom is unique, especially if her groom loves the sound of her voice - and mine does.

I have performed in weddings before, and there is no one I'd rather have sing at my wedding than myself. - JEANNE HARRIS, MILWAUKIE, ORE.

DEAR JEANNE: Thank you for your kind words about my book, but if you read it carefully you will notice that I say, several times over: "Dare to be different. This is your wedding; do it your way."

DEAR ABBY: My husband is driving me crazy. After a year of marriage, his disorganized, slovenly habits are starting to affect me. There is a pile of his clothes a foot high on our bedroom floor. It's been there for two months, and he hasn't decided what to do with it yet. Every closet and cupboard is crammed full of his stuff. Our dresser is covered with junk.

I've tried straightening up the place, but in two days it's a mess again. He "lost" a shoe once, and it turned up in the clothes hamper. I can't go on living like this. I am really at the end of my rope. What should I do? - WIFE OF A SLOB

DEAR WIFE: Since you are at the end of your rope - and possibly the end of your marriage - you are addressing your complaints to the wrong person. Give your husband a choice. He can either make an honest effort to correct his slovenly habits, or you are leaving.