You may bask in the radiance that is my presence,

You may tan in the light that shines out of my arse,

You may learn from my valuable lessons,

But don’t you ever dare ask.

You may enjoy my immeasurable patience,

You may delight in the resplendence of my energy,

You may admire the value of my many relations,

But don’t you ever question me.

You may marvel at my skill, my grace, my brain,

But you will always remain silently devout,

Because it is very plain:

You are never meant to find out.

31-05-2010 om 19:24 geschreven door Anneke