Hier noch ein recht lustiges Gedicht vom Killeen´s Pub in Shannonbridge:
Bless this Pub
Bless this pub, O Lord, we pray,
keep it open night and day.
Bless the Lager and the Stout,
by the neck or as pared out.
Bless the people here within,
give them Tonic with their Gin.
Bless the Bar helps- either sex,
keep them free from bouncing cheques.
Bless the half´urv, cold or hot,
whether on the slate or not.
Bless the Vodka and the Beer,
Lord, it´s getting awful dear.
Slow me up on Rum and Coke,
when you find I'm getting broke.
Bless me when the going's hard,
reinstate me when I'm barred.
Bless them all now come what may,
and see them home at the dose of day.