Pouring wine on the grapevineA Poem by andrew mitchell
Hey Eve, these fig leaves
are so clean and soft. What did you do? I decided to do a stonewash. Anything on the Sky channel tonight? Just some futuristic drama about the resurrection of Jesus Christ. I think it’s a repeat. Any post today? Oh, just another God message: Don’t pick the apples! Not more junk mail again. Eve darling, I’m getting hungry. What’s for dinner? Tonight, we are having spare ribs. Oh! © 2022 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on June 5, 2022 Last Updated on June 12, 2022 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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