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    May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.

    Some Irish Blessing

    Here's to lying, stealing, and cheating!
    May you lie to save a friend;
    May you steal the heart of the one you love;
    and may you cheat death.

    As you slide down the banister of life, may the splinters never point in the wrong direction.

    May the sun shine all day long,
    Everything go right and nothing go wrong.
    May those you love bring love back to you
    And may all the wishes you wish come true!

    We're on this Earth together,
    And if we would be brothers,
    Fight not just on your own behalf
    But for the sake of others.

    May the grass grow long on the road to hell for want of use.

    May your doctor never earn a dollar out of you,
    May your heart never give out,
    May the ten toes of your feet steer you clear of misfortune.
    And before you're much older,
    May you hear much better blessings than this.

    May your troubles be as few and far between
    As my grandmother's teeth.

    May your past be a pleasant memory,
    Your future filled with delight and mystery,
    Your now a glorious moment,
    That fills your life with deep contentment.

    May we live in peace without weeping.
    May our joy outline the lives we touch without ceasing.
    And may our love fill the world, angel wings tenderly beating.

    May the frost never afflict your spuds.
    May the outside leaves of your cabbage always be free of worms.
    May the crow never pick your haystack.
    And may your donkey always be in foal.

    May the leprechauns be near you
    To spread luck along your way.

    May your right hand always
    Be stretched out in friendship
    And never in want.

    As the sun rises gold
    Over the Emerald Isle,
    May your oat's hot steam
    Warm your hard work smile.

    May you work like you don't need the money,
    Love like you've never been hurt, and
    Dance like no one is watching.

    Dance as though no one is watching you,
    Love as though you have never loved before,
    Sing as though no one can hear you,
    Live as though heaven is on earth.

    May the cool rain quench your flowers' thirst
    Renew your spirit,
    And wash your troubles away.

    May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
    May the clarity of light be yours,
    May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
    May the protection of the ancestors be yours.

    May luck be our companion,
    May friends stand by our side,
    May history remind us all
    Of Ireland's faith and pride.

    Here's to a long life and a merry one;
    A quick death and an easy one;
    A pretty girl and an honest one;
    A cold beer -- and another one!

    Here's to you and here's to me
    I pray that friends we'll always be,
    But if by chance we disagree,
    The heck with you and here's to me!

    May you live forever
    And may the last words you hear be mine!

    May the hinges of our friendship
    Never grow rusty.

    Here's to us!
    Who's like us?
    Darned few, and they're all dead!

    May the Irish hills caress you.
    May her lakes and rivers bless you.
    May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
    May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.

    May those who love us love us.
    And those that don't love us,
    May God turn their hearts.
    And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
    May he turn their ankles,
    So we'll know them by their limping.

    May you live as long as you want,
    And never want as long as you live.

    May your glass be ever full.
    May the roof over your head be always strong.
    And may you be in heaven
    half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.

    May the roof above us never fall in.
    And may the friends gathered below it never fall out.

    Here's to your coffin!
    May your coffin have six handles of finest silver!
    May your coffin be carried by six fair young maids!
    And may your coffin be made of finest wood
    from a 100-year-old tree,
    that I'll go plant tomorrow!

    May the saddest day of your future be no worse
    Than the happiest day of your past.

    May your troubles be less
    And your blessings be more.
    And nothing but happiness
    Come through your door.

    There are good ships, and there are wood ships,
    The ships that sail the sea.
    But the best ships are friendships,
    And may they always be.

    Bless you and yours
    As well as the cottage you live in.
    May the roof overhead be well thatched
    And those inside be well matched.

    May you be poor in misfortune,
    Rich in blessings,
    Slow to make enemies,
    And quick to make friends.

    But rich or poor,
    Quick or slow,
    May you know nothing but happiness
    From this day forward.

    May you have food and raiment,
    A soft pillow for your head,
    May you be forty years in heaven
    Before the devil knows you're dead.

    For each petal on the shamrock
    This brings a wish your way,
    Good health, good luck, and happiness
    For today and every day.

    May green be the grass you walk on,
    May blue be the skies above you,
    May pure be the joys that surround you,
    May true be the hearts that love you.

    May the roof over our heads never fall in.
    And may we as friends never fall out.

    May you be poor in misfortune,
    Rich in blessings,
    Slow to make enemies,
    And quick to make friends.
    But rich or poor, quick or slow,
    May you know nothing but happiness
    From this day forward.

    May your heart be warm and happy
    With the lilt of Irish laughter
    Every day in every way
    And forever and ever after.

    Health and a long life to you.
    Land without rent to you.
    A child every year to you.
    And if you can't go to heaven,
    May you at least die in Ireland.

    Get on your knees
    and thank the Lord
    you're on your feet.

    May the most you wish for
    Be the least you get.

    May good luck be your friend
    In whatever you do.
    And may trouble be always
    A stranger to you.

    May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light.
    May good luck pursue you each morning and night.

    May you always walk in sunshine.
    May you never want for more.
    May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door.

    May you always have walls for the winds,
    A roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
    Laughter to cheer you, those you love near you,
    And all your heart might desire.

    May you live long,
    Die happy,
    And rate a mansion in heaven.

    As you slide down the banister of life,
    May the splinters never point the wrong way!

    May your troubles be less
    And your blessings be more.
    And nothing but happiness
    Come through your door.

    Wherever you go and whatever you do,
    May the luck of the Irish be there with you.

    Always remember to forget
    The troubles that passed away.
    But never forget to remember
    The blessings that come each day.

    When we drink, we get drunk.
    When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
    When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
    When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
    So, let's all get drunk, and go to heaven!

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    Insomniac Mutch's Avatar
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    Mar 2002
    Barrie, Ontario
    No way am I readin that, read the last lil bit. Neat

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    Resident Jabberwocky binksfan's Avatar
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    Orange Co., Calif.
    Here's to Champagne for our real friends,

    And, real pain for our sham friends!!

    "Okay! Who stole the cork outta my lunch?"

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    Elite Member ghost's Avatar
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    Oct 1999
    Those are good, Chris. I'm going to save those, thanks.


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