need help with inscription............

My younger brother is walking me down the aisle and is also in the BP. We bought our groomsmen leatherman’s, but my brother would not be interested in them. I wanted to get my brother something special. So today I went to the Irish store and bought a gold shamrock pocket watch for him. I want to have the back of it engraved with a nice inscription to thank him for walking me down the aisle and being in the BP. Does anyone have any ideas of what I could write??

TIA

That's a great gift! I'm getting mine 'something inscribable' and giving him a card I'll make with this poem and some vintage artwork. Its a little goofy but it works, as I have a 'prudent brother' and we were always at each other!! I'll inscribe 'Never stew your sister'...

Brother And Sister
'SISTER, sister, go to bed!
Go and rest your weary head.'
Thus the prudent brother said.

'Do you want a battered hide,
Or scratches to your face applied?'
Thus his sister calm replied.

'Sister, do not raise my wrath.
I'd make you into mutton broth
As easily as kill a moth'

The sister raised her beaming eye
And looked on him indignantly
And sternly answered, 'Only try!'

Off to the cook he quickly ran.
'Dear Cook, please lend a frying-pan
To me as quickly as you can.'

And wherefore should I lend it you?'
'The reason, Cook, is plain to view.
I wish to make an Irish stew.'

'What meat is in that stew to go?'
'My sister'll be the contents!'
'Oh'
'You'll lend the pan to me, Cook?'
'No!'

Moral: Never stew your sister.

-Lewis Carroll

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Posted by Colette

That's a great gift! I'm getting mine 'something inscribable' and giving him a card I'll make with this poem and some vintage artwork. Its a little goofy but it works, as I have a 'prudent brother' and we were always at each other!! I'll inscribe 'Never stew your sister'...

Brother And Sister
'SISTER, sister, go to bed!
Go and rest your weary head.'
Thus the prudent brother said.

'Do you want a battered hide,
Or scratches to your face applied?'
Thus his sister calm replied.

'Sister, do not raise my wrath.
I'd make you into mutton broth
As easily as kill a moth'

The sister raised her beaming eye
And looked on him indignantly
And sternly answered, 'Only try!'

Off to the cook he quickly ran.
'Dear Cook, please lend a frying-pan
To me as quickly as you can.'

And wherefore should I lend it you?'
'The reason, Cook, is plain to view.
I wish to make an Irish stew.'

'What meat is in that stew to go?'
'My sister'll be the contents!'
'Oh'
'You'll lend the pan to me, Cook?'
'No!'

Moral: Never stew your sister.

-Lewis Carroll

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Very cute!!!!!!!