What's for dinner? You are!A Poem by andrew mitchell
When the snail cried out
" Good God I'm hungry!" A man gave him a lettuce. "Thank you! Thank you!" said the snail. Little did he know, the man was a chef and French!
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3 Reviews Added on June 23, 2018 Last Updated on June 23, 2018 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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