Down to earth he was!A Poem by andrew mitchell
On my bed
I sleep no mattress below me, no spring to jolt me from eternal slumber six feet under I shall lay no princess kiss will resurrect me, and here I stay the worms around me. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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Added on February 23, 2019 Last Updated on February 23, 2019 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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