MisconceptionsA Poem by OnlymeHe was covered in tattoos all over his face and neck. And all over his hands and arms. I could see. He was bald. Middle-aged and rode a motorbike. He had leather trousers and a t-shirt on. He was called Jack. And he was a lovely guy. Turned out he was in the army. Retired now. And got himself this bike. And travels around the country. We ended up chatting, as I dropped something leaving a little village store and he helped me retrieve it. So never misjudge someone buys the way they dress or look. You will be surprised at how wrong you are? © 2019 OnlymeFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on January 23, 2019 Last Updated on January 23, 2019 Tags: misconceptions, misjudging, wrong |