A man for no reason, the manner, and the management of man.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The man who
gave his word was accepted by the man in sentence, he in turn became the man of verse who would be king. The man for all man looked on at the man of colours who was the man of few or no words. The man who thought he had it all lost to the man who had everything, while he who had nothing saw the man in the moon for what he was. Man to man he tried to be God only to settle for the title man of greed by becoming the man for all seasons in the manner of speaking, the manager of the establishment, a high profile dealer of menace. Between the man of war and the man of peace lies the danger the man of uncertainty. © 2021 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on August 9, 2021 Last Updated on August 9, 2021 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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