A Wee Bit Of Heaven

Sure, a little bit o' Heaven
Fell out of the sky one day,
And nestled on the ocean,
In a spot so far away;

And the Angels found it,
And it looked so sweet and fair,
They said suppose we leave it,
For it looks so peaceful there!

So they sprinkled it with stardust
Just to make the shamrocks grow;
'Tis the only place you'll find them,
No matter where you go;

Then they dotted it with silver
To make it's lakes so grand,
And when they had it finished,
Sure they called it Ireland!!

May the luck of the Irish
be with you today and always!

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