Blood and bone fertiliser

Blood and bone fertiliser

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Came across a spare rib
the other day.
Now was it Adam’s
or another woman to be?
Or was it Eve’s?
What was she up to
and where was the snake?
Anyway, the apple tree
is looking fertilised.

© 2022 andrew mitchell


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Added on December 24, 2022
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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