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Feb 2015
They fall on me from the puzzle tree,
somewhat of a mystery.

A chimpanzee holds a dictionary,
has more words than me,
The puzzle tree's a puzzle to me.

In a faraway place with her hair tied in lace
she waits for gorillas to thrill her,
to **** her with flattery.

I **** her with words that are thrown at me
from the chimp on the top of
the puzzle tree.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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