Where was the meter inspector?A Poem by andrew mitchell
Where was the meter inspector?
When the passage of time stopped he should have checked the meter not the meter maid. His time was running out!
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1 Review Added on August 8, 2016 Last Updated on August 8, 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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