On a roll!A Poem by andrew mitchell
On a roll!
It was a covert operation She moved to kill I moved to strike. Then, she jumped me I was trapped. I felt a draught! Wobbly at the knees She pulled my chain It was a Royal Flush! She left I remained seated.
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Added on September 7, 2015 Last Updated on September 7, 2015 Author
andrew 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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