I'm a man not a mouse.
I'm king of my house.
I carry a sword and a pen.
My age three score and ten.
I abide by the law.
Even though it harbours a flaw.
My feelings have empathy.
For wrong i have sympathy.
I'm a man not a mouse.
I have no castle but a house.
- Author: Wallace ( Offline)
- Published: November 28th, 2017 02:09
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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