I’m under cover! Who are you?

I’m under cover! Who are you?

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Nothing good will come from man
while he hides his coverups;
from the bedroom,
fully dressed,
his lunch sealed,
to work he goes,
it’s all just a coverup!

But leisure brings truth
in the unwind
the music plays
Getting to know you.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on June 23, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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