On patrol.

On patrol.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On patrol.
As my conscience patrols
the mind for any mischievous thoughts,
gone rogue to be culled.
Tonight was more busier
than the usual.
Many had been drinking
celebrating the joys
of being me.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Added on August 29, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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