Happy Lá 'le Pádraig
|We do it big hewe in the big Apple..pawades, fwolicking ,moosic, dwinking, plays, and most hoomans and doggies weaw gween..all of a sudden evewyone is Iwish(even the Empiwe State building is lit up in gween)|
Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig oraibh!
St Patwick's Day blessings upon you
I decided to join in the Pawade down fifth Avenoo playing the pipes.....I have no idea why evewyone was stawing at me? (I think the othews wewe off tune)
Thewe wewe all sowts of bands(I twied to see Awchie wif his tuba ow accowdion, but couldn't spot him...I guess he stayed in Boston which is mowe Iwish than NewYawk)
I got a little chilly so I put on my coat as I mawched pwoudly fow my ancestows some of whom came fwom Iweland
a few of my giwlfwiends joined me fow a little Iwish dancing
(holding still wif youw uppew body when you awe a wiggly fuwwykid is most difficult, but we wewe game to twy)
fwom left to wight:Miss Puddles O'Cheeto,Miss Teka O'Twouble,Miss LacieO'Schlag,Miss Fewgie O'Sweetheawt, and Miss Asta O'Smooch
Dancing gives you a big thiwst, so in fine Iwish twadition, we went to one of the fine Iwish Pubs awound Manhattan
"Pionta Guinness, le do thoil." (a pint of guiness pleez)
I thought of all my absent fwiends all ovew the wowld and ovew the bwidge and got a big teaw in my eye
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
the rain fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of his hand.