Happy St. Patrick's Day!  

rm_Kissmystuff 62F
2665 posts
3/17/2006 7:31 am

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3/18/2006 7:16 pm

Happy St. Patrick's Day!


Here's a four leaf clover for luck.


keithcancook 61M
18125 posts
3/17/2006 8:29 am


rm_goddess1946 107F
13518 posts
3/17/2006 8:57 am

I read an article about *shamrock* plants being sold!
Let's all just wear green and have a gloriously fun day

A very Happy St. Patties Day to you!
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Just a little food for thought.............
If you really want to be happy, nobody can stop you...

interested13563 54M
2557 posts
3/17/2006 2:06 pm

Even blue aliens become a little green on this day!!!!
Drink on!!!!

KarezzaMagick 66M
165 posts
3/17/2006 7:10 pm

So raise your mugs and drink a toast to Farmer Michael Hayes!


I am a bold undaunted fox that never was before on tramp
My rent, rate and taxes I was willing for to pay
I made my name in fine good land
Between Tipperary and Ochlong
Where my forefathers lived and died
A thousand years or so

But then of late I was betrayed
By one who was a fool I know,
He told me I should leave the place
And show me face no more
And soon as he evicted me,
I thought it time that I should flee
So late one night I took his life and left him laying low.

But by telegraph they did insert a great reward for my arrest
My figure, size and form, my name without mistake,
They broke their brogues, one thousand pairs,
This great reward for to obtain,
But still their search was all in vain,
For Farmer Michael Hayes.

They searched Tipperary o'er and o'er
The corn fields near Baltimore,
They went across to Wexford then,
But they'd not long delay,
By Ballyhill and Stridmore Strand
They searched the woods as they came on.
Till they were hungry, wet and cold,
At the approach of day.

Then round the coast they made a steer
From Pulbeg lighthouse to Cape Clear,
Kilarney town and the sweet Tralee,
They then crossed into Clare,
And when they landed on the shore,
They searched Kilrush from tip to toe,
They searched the baths near sweet Lisdoon,
Likewise Miltown Malbay.

And Galway being a place of fame,
They thought twas there I might remain,
But still their search was all in vain,
For I gave them all legbail,
They searched the train at Oranmore,
As she was starting for Drumore,
And every carriage, car and coach
They met upon the road.

And Connemara being remote,
They thought that there I might resort,
When they were getting weary, they resolved to try Mayo,
In Swinford town as I sat down,
I heard a dreadful cry of hounds,
So I lay there in an manger, till the approach of day.

Then to Dublin town I made my way,
And then to Cobh and Amerikay,
And left the hounds to search away
For Farmer Michael Hayes,
And as the moon began to shine,
I thought I'd make a foreign clime,
Now I'm in the land of liberty, and fig for all my foes.

rm_Kissmystuff 62F
1435 posts
3/18/2006 7:16 pm

A little late folks...but thanks for the return good wishes..I hope you all had a wonderful day.


The words of this song..could fit the story of many who've migrated (escaped) to "the land of liberty".


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