What's your poison?A Poem by andrew mitchell
" Would you like another drink Sir?" asks the Waiter.
" Pour me another glass of Love. To the top, full! Thanks!" " I love this drink!" " Full bodied red. I feel so enriched, invigorated!" "So intoxicating!" " What's this place called again?" "The Nectar of Love Arms" says the Waiter. " You should try Desire, if I may recommend, Sir!" says the Waiter. " Robust, alluring making you want more!" "I think I'll try Lust this time" "Nice choice!" "Thirst quenching but has you wanting more, never ever satisfying but so nice and warm!" says the Waiter. " Oh yes! This is embracing, caressing I must say full of heart!" " Excuse me waiter!" " Why is that girl naked on the altar?" " What is in that urn in his hand and why the goat's head mask?" " Funny place this!" " A strange cabaret show live if ever I've seen one!"
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18 Reviews Added on August 2, 2015 Last Updated on August 2, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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