Me name is Mick McGonagle,
a man so rare and bold.
I live beneath a rainbow
with my pot of fairy gold.
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I can do all caps, but I can't really shout, the way I need to, after reading this. This poem moved inside me, and I plan on holding on to it. Nothing's more beautiful than than the suffering if Ireland, it's our (less than half, myself & Mexican) greatest strength and most powerful curse. You've done all that very well with this poem, very well.
A fine fairy story Thomas - full of Irish blarney. Great read.
Being of Irish descent, I can truly appreciate this poem. Ahhh...for the love of Erin! Amid the lilt of humor, herein a true tribute to th spirit of Ireland. Wonderful write...keep your Irish up! ! ! ! PEACE