The Old Paddywhack
Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy. —W.B. Yeats
If one could only teach the English how to talk and the Irish how to listen, society…would be quite civilized. —Oscar Wilde
If there were only three Irishmen in the world you'd find two of them in a corner talking about the other. —María Brandán Aráoz
Above: Guinness, for strength!
There once was an old Paddywhack.
He was stooped by a crick in his back.
With a Guinness in hand,
He stood—toasting the band.
And his crick was then crack’d by good craic.
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