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Jun 2017
Did you bring your umbrella?
well a
plastic bag will do to
cover your head.

Rain
what a pain
and we know now
it's summer
because the rain's
here again.

we know it'll go
the Sun will peek
through
to dry all our tears,
how about you
did you remember
the umbrella?

It doesn't rain on the underground
( union rules )

there's lots of long face
sat in a line
should be hung in some galleries
like the National or Tate
wait
don't forget the Guggenheim

why faces so long?
if I'm not wrong but I
usually am
we're out of the rain
and
not stuck in a jam

it's probably the steam
rising like cream
perhaps the cat's
got everyone's tongue
maybe that's why
everybody feels numb
( union rules, claws forty two
glum is a right,
spelling is optional)

I'm almost there
Soho
how square,
I shall try to rise above
the lack if love is lacked,
open up the sky a crack
to let a little sunshine through
but carry an umbrella too
because
One never knows.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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