"I am a fool"
he said simply.
open mouth.
closed eyes.
"I am a fool"
he said again.
raised eyebrows.
closed eyes.
Two hands
over face
"Have I any left?"
I can't see his face.
So I take that as no.
head bows.
my head.
"You sir.
Are not a fool.
but a nitwit
in the first degree"
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Unrelated... A series of weird and wonderful poems
PoetryA collection of the unusual and the very usual poetry, A collection, a series, A set which grows over time © P.H.Dyer, 2011-2012 All rights reserved Note: I have had issues with people using my work without authorisation, and so I've had to put thi...
