The meaninglessness of Nursery Crimes!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Humpty Dumpty
climbed the wall Humpty Dumpty didn’t fall. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men never had eggs on toast again. Black and white was the night while the day was all the grey and everywhere the moments went the memories were here to stay. Jack and Jill had no hill to drag a whale to water. Three little pigs became three fat pigs and their houses just got bigger. © 2019 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 11, 2019 Last Updated on July 11, 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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