It’s not funny anymore

It’s not funny anymore

A Poem by andrew mitchell

At the York’s inn
it was another round
of self importance
where a sense of humour
vanished from the wayside.
Apparently, when one sense
disappeared another sense
was enhanced.

© 2024 andrew mitchell


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Added on January 26, 2024
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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