People are thunderstruck in amazement at me.
They never say thank you, you see.
They’re lost for words, they’re struck dumb.
I have that effect, the best is yet to come.
I am gift-wrapped, open up.
At the same time, I wonder why do you shut up?
It is my prerogative to amaze.
I blind your eyes for all your days.
That’s enough about me and you.
Its lonely in an Irish stew.
Say thank you.
4th October, 2016