Off To Ireland
To a full moon on a dark night, and the road downhill all the way to your door.
What is Irish diplomacy?
It's the ability to tell a man to go to hell,
So that he will look forward to making the trip.
Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.
Now sweetly lies old Ireland
Emerald green beyond the foam,
Awakening sweet memories,
Calling the heart back home.
O Ireland isn't it grand you look --
Like a bride in her rich adornin?
And with all the pent-up love of my heart
I bid you the top o' the mornin!
— John Locke