An Irish Toast

Here's to absent friends and
here's twice to absent enemies.

Here's to the light heart and the heavy hand.
Thirst is a shameless disease so
here's to a shameful cure.


Here's to a wet night and a dry morning.
May we always have a clean shirt,
a clean conscience, and a bob in the pocket.


May you be across Heaven's threshold
before the old boy knows you're dead.