THE SCARECROWA Poem by andrew mitchellIn a field of corn A crooked hat, Straw-faced, Clothes unkempt Staked high Where the crows fly. Protecting corn With menacing scorn Tempting the brave Bluffing the weak Except the wise: Knowing for-well the Scarecrows Harmless disguise.
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Added on March 10, 2015 Last Updated on March 10, 2015 Author
andrew 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..Writing
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