Cockroach conversation at the banquet dinner tableA Poem by andrew mitchell
Enjoy the feast everyone, dig in.
The potatoe peels are delicious. How was your day Cynthia? I had a shocking day. I was touched by a human rummaging in the cupboard. How dreadful! It was so repulsive to be touched by a human I tell you. Such dirty creatures. What did you do? I ran away and have been compulsively cleaning myself all day. Happened to me once, I was so shocked, I dropped my pupae. Really? Yes, they are disgustingly filthy. Dread the thought. Can we change the subject? Oh! I can. I was watching the insect channel. Did you know, if there was a nuclear war, we would be the only survivors. What! No humans? Yes! No humans. I’ll drink to that. So will I. Hear! Hear! Let us toast to no more humans. Hooray! Hooray! Cheers everyone! Perish the thought! Oh! Look at the time. Got to scuttle. Tally Ho! © 2024 andrew mitchellReviews
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7 Reviews Added on September 3, 2024 Last Updated on September 3, 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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