The mixture of thoughts was no elixir just a tonicA Poem by andrew mitchell
The stakes were high
on the vampire’s calling declaring darkness was the portal entry to death. It wasn’t all cracked up to be when Humpty Dumpty said. I’ve got a splitting headache. The kingsmen replied. How eggstatic! One must applaud the Lord for being a public figure for he who said clothes maketh the man gave us insight into the invisible man. Celibate nuns on the run found comfort with the Masons to satisfy their intellectual cravings clothes aside. Quite contrary was our Mary for Mary bought a little pig she kept it fat and plastered and when the price of pork went up she shot the little b*****d. We are not on Earth to see through one another but to see one another through. The poem wouldn’t start, if you can’t fix it with a hammer you’ve got an electrical problem. All literal cavemen cringed when they heard. Your retardation is disadvantageous I pronounce you all vamoose with great importunity. It was the biggest predator of all time The Thesaurus after the meteor struck. © 2024 andrew mitchellReviews
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1 Review Added on September 1, 2024 Last Updated on September 1, 2024 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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