I have no qualms about IT, IT continues.A Poem by andrew mitchell
IT had a lot to answer for!
Where does one get IT? The corner shop! The Park! Is IT here? Or is IT home grown. How could one put an end to IT, that tangible pronoun that fills voids in replacing lost words. IT was no more defining as IT was in rhyme, but always there.IT! IT began, IT started, IT ended! What became of IT! There's no telling what IT can do. IT is IT, isn't IT! IT binds, IT seals IT's a force to be reckoned with! IT the almighty! IT continues....
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1 Review Added on March 4, 2017 Last Updated on March 4, 2017 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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