why does this seem so irish

Because I made it so. But that's not really so because I'm ticklish. And polish too. So what. I agree.And I am glad that I agree because often times there is this struggle. But not today, or not now anyway. So, what gives? How's your soul during these lapses? I've heard that the best answer to give is always...I don't know. And yet I don't know if that is true or not. I like to know, I like to feel for sure, and yet, I'm never quite sure if that can be had. Never. Never if I have to ask myself over and over again. And yet again, it's not all that difficult. In a snap the answer is always there. It may not be true, but it's all that exists. At that moment. So, that was a long time ago. A lion jumps out at you and you have no sword. You swoon. Too soon. Lions are becoming extinct. How can that be. It's deep. It's as deep as the dream you had last night. Yeah, you're right, I can't remember. I think though I want to dream about the toads and the frogs that I no longer see at this time of year. And that ireland (which I have never seen) is still emerald.