She was just playing.A Poem by andrew mitchell
When she in control
dangled the carrot; all the donkeys came running. Choose me! choose me! She had a complete disregard for inferior beings, dumb even ponies small. She kept the carrot dangling, her web of deceit; there was no prize for second best After all........ she was a mare looking for a stallion.
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Added on December 14, 2015 Last Updated on December 14, 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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