STRANGE IRISH CURSES

The treatment of the boiled broken little fish to you

The roasting of the salmon to the very end on you

May you be broken over the masons cliff

Six horse-loads of graveyard clay on top of you

May the entrails and mansion of pleasure of this worm fall out

The curse of the crows on you

May you be afflicted with the itch and have no nails to scratch with!

"A drunkard is a dead man, and all dead men

are drunk." - Yeats