Irish diddy

[pharper]

Here's to the salmon chasing lot of you. Its a slow day at work, so I thought I'd share this.

A Poaching Song
by Donagh MacDonagh

When God created water He must have thought of fish
And said, 'Let there be salmon to lie on Adam's dish!'
So he created Adam, for salmon must be caught
And flies too he created, and then of rods He thought;
So trees grew straight and slender, and Adam learned to fish
And thanked the Lord each evening for the brightness on his dish.

But who created bailiffs in a dark hour of the night?
Not God, Who loves good fellows and taught fish how to bite,
Not God Who has created the peaceful flowing stream,
The salmon ripe for taking when he leaps for joy in Spring.

A wise man, Fion MacCumhaill, caught a salmon for his tea
That lived on nuts of knowledge, dropped from a knowing tree;
He cooked it and he tasted and knew all men could wish
And wise men ever since then sit by a stream and fish,
But men unwise and evil, prompted by vicious greed,
Forbid good men their pleasure in doing this good deed.

Let others praise the herring, the tunny, trout or whale,
Give me the noble salmon with lightning in his tail;
To monarchs leave the sturgeon, the carp of golden hue--
I'll snare the silver salmon, and share the dish with you.

pharper:

Thank you for the wonder song, I celebrated the occasion, by a wee drop or two of Bushmill.

It is a wonder how the Irish and their terrible plight through the centuries, still keep their humor, as they suffer difficulties of others.

Here is a Irish Saying I use as a toast, when I celebrate with a wee drop or two....

May we learn to love those who love us.

Those that do not love us, may God turn their hearts.

If God is unable to turn their hearts, may he turn their ankle instead.

Then we may know them, by their limping!"


~ Parnelli

"Saint Patrick Day, when the whole world is Irish!"






[This message has been edited by Steven H. McGarthwaite (edited 07 March 2005).]