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 The leprechauns are laughing for their day is finally here. The legends and the folklore seep through the atmosphere.  The dancers are all ready, an Irish jig is in the air. The walls of the pubs are bursting, there is not an empty chair. |
 As the night becomes the morning, the barman leads the song From Danny Boy to Irish Eyes the serenade goes on.  Then a husky voice is heard to say make this your final stein For St. Patrick's day is over at it's time, gentlemen it's time. |
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May your blessings outnumber The shamrocks that grow, And may trouble avoid you Wherever you go. As you slide down the banister of life, May the splinters never point in the wrong direction! 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! May your neighbors respect you, Troubles neglect you, The angels protect you, And Heaven accept you. May you be in Heaven half an hour Before the devil knows you're dead! |
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Jim Page
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