She's all mine!A Poem by andrew mitchell
She's all mine!
I wish she didn't speak with forked tongue I heard her cobra hiss I felt the scales on her slick back rise She looked cold. She knew, I knew..... I had to kill her. I'll play with her first though, just to tire her a little. signed: The Mongoose!
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Added on March 25, 2016Last Updated on March 25, 2016 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..Writing
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