I'm lost for words! Here is the News!A Poem by andrew mitchell
In the world of English literature
some words have been kidnapped, tortured, removed to the point of near extinction. No longer will these words be read, no longer will these words walk the page and be remembered. Whispers amongst the Secret Society of Words have said these words have been taken to the Word Recycling Plant where they have been stripped of title, meaning, and their letters re assembled to form new words. No longer is it safe to say. "I'll eat my words!" For you just don't know where these letters have been, and what they have been up to. In memory of snollygoster, pismire, jollux, curglaff, excogigate and apricity © 2020 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on February 1, 2020 Last Updated on February 1, 2020 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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