A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR MY FRIENDS WITH IRISH BLOOD......Kissing the Blarney stone can be a daunting task. After all you have to go all the way to Ireland. My little friend put on his best green jacket and found his way to the Blarney Castle, hoping to see and capture a leprechaun , or at best kiss the Blarney stone. You see he knows a certain lady mouse that he has been trying to win her affections to no avail, but he heard that if he kissed the Blarney stone he would become skilled in flattery. He searched high and low for the leprechauns, finally seeing some playing among the ferns he quickly kissed the stone and left the castle. As he approached the leprechaun he began to speak, such wonderful flattering words came out of his mouth. In no time he was able to get close enough to capture the little guy. Once he had a hold on him he said, " Now you must show me where the hidden treasure is". Ah! at last and so it is true......with the treasure in his nap sack and the sweet words of flattery on his lips he is homeward bound to win the hand of his true love.
NOW SOME IS FOLKLORE, SOME IS FICTION, BUT MOST IS JUST FUN.
And yes I do have a goodly amount of Irish blood, how about you?
3 comments:
Aye...me maiden name is Fitzgerald...and know ye know why I be so good at such tall tales!
I am a Irish Indian...Oh MY Goodness...I could bend a board talking...Mary
Hope you had a wonderful St. Patrick's Day!!
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