At the office of yesteryearA Poem by andrew mitchell
Hello Mr Snollygoster
or should I call you Mr Ninnyhammer? Oh stop lollygagging and get to work Mr Throttlebottom. Where’s the boss? Oh you mean Mr Smellfungus. Yes Mr Curmudgeon! Would you please keep your insults to yourself, you ultracrepidarian, rantipole. How are you my dear? I’m bumfuzzled. Well it won’t be long and you’ll feel the snickersnee in your back. Ok slubberdegullions be quiet I can’t think. And there you have it another day in the world of politeness. © 2022 andrew mitchellAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 9, 2022 Last Updated on November 9, 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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