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  1. In Eire, the story was told
    of a leprechaun handsome and bold.
    He skidded on ice
    and tumbled down twice
    ’til his foot found the lichen to hold.

    Éirinn go Brách!

  2. May the morning sun shine softly upon you
    May moon light your way on a dark night
    May the winds of March be gentle and kind
    May the rain of April rejuvenate you
    May the blossoms of May bring joy
    May the summer warmth energize you
    May the autumn harvest be bountiful
    May you never hunger
    May you never thirst

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