A TOAST FOR ST. PATTY’S DAY!!
May you be across Heaven’s threshold before the old boy knows you’re dead!
My spirits soar on high,
Inebriated with thoughts so pure.
I now can fly,
Nothing is obscure.
Spiritual healing is taking place,
As I rise to heavens realms.
Beams of joy cover my face,
Nothing can me overwhelm.
I have seen the heavens gates,
Beautiful light paves the way,
Music sweet to soul and ear,
I have nothing more to say.
“How do you make a Kerry cocktail?”
“Take a half glass of whisky and add it to another half glass of whiskey.”
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“What do you call an Irishman who knows how to control a wife?”
“A bachelor.”