“May the grass grow long on the road to hell for want of use.”
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“May you die in bed at ninety-five years, shot by a jealous husband.”
“May you have warm words on a cold evening, a full moon on a dark night, and the road…”
“May the Lord keep you in His hand and never close His fist too tight.”
“May your neighbors respect you, Troubles neglect you, The angels protect you, And Heaven…”