At the poetry assembly

At the poetry assembly

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On the morning wake up
a roll call at poetry assembly.
Thought one?
Here Sir!
Thought two?
Here Sir!
Thought three?
Thought three?
Are you present thought three?
Looks like we’ve lost thought three.
Okay! Moving on,
thought four?
Here Sir!
..............

© 2022 andrew mitchell


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Added on April 17, 2022
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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