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Irish Tall Tale

Come all ye, kiss that blarney stone
Join in the legend and be known
For the gift of gab
Ye come kiss the slab
Eloquence and luck shall be shown

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Joseph May

April 24, 2022 at 9:47 AM

Very nice limerick Cecilia, soup mail

Richard Lamoureux

May 7, 2014 at 3:29 PM

This could be the answer to a poets prayers!

Debbie Duncan

April 13, 2014 at 11:42 PM

Well I have to give this a thumbs up, I'm Irish :) thank you so for reading my The Dancer. Happy Easter Cecilia ;)

Cecilia Macfarlane

April 15, 2014 at 3:43 PM

Thanks Debbie, will be happy when I see my pay stub, working all through this Easter weekend. A very Happy Easter to you my dear xo

Shadow Hamilton

March 18, 2014 at 6:10 AM

really great limerick Cecilla very gl in contest hugs

Cecilia Macfarlane

March 18, 2014 at 5:32 PM

Thanks Shadow. Hugs

Tim Ryerson

March 17, 2014 at 3:09 AM

Great limerick Cecilia and congratulations! Where is this stone located? - Tim

Cecilia Macfarlane

March 18, 2014 at 5:31 PM

Thanks Tim. It's located about 5 miles from Cork......the word blarney has come to mean "clever, flattering, or coaxing talk". I hope to kiss the stone one day. My guy is from Ireland. Hugs

Shadow Hamilton

March 18, 2014 at 6:11 AM

castle Blarney south Ireland Tim hugs

Robert Johnson

March 16, 2014 at 11:19 AM

I'd wash my lip's for some eloquence and luck. :) Nice slimey limy. And I see congrats is in order. Peace. :)

Cecilia Macfarlane

March 16, 2014 at 2:33 PM

Thanks Robert

Andrea Dietrich

March 16, 2014 at 10:33 AM

oh, and this won a contest? Awesome. Congrats.

Cecilia Macfarlane

March 16, 2014 at 2:33 PM

Thanks, I had wrote this for your contest, but it filled up before I could enter, so I entered it into PD's any poem contest. Yay it won! : )

Andrea Dietrich

March 16, 2014 at 10:33 AM

Now this is some cute limericking!! I would dearly love to kiss that Blarney stone! (just think of all the mouths that were on it. hahaha. i wonder if they wash it down each day!!)

Cecilia Macfarlane

March 16, 2014 at 2:26 PM

Yes, the stone is washed between kisses....I like to do it too. ~The kiss the stone with one's lips, you must ascend to the castle's peak, then lean over backwards on the parapet's edge with the help of an assistant.~ Do you have fear of heights?