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Oct 2015
Time when imminent begins
when the twins start to smoke
money for old rope
new lamps for old
give me your lead
and I'll turn it to gold.

Pay your tax and relax
you've got nothing to do
pay the rent and the
home's free
they've got nothing on you.

When imminent begins
when the fat lady sings
when you're out of the frying pan
and into the fire
we'll see who the liars are then.

There is thunder afoot
I don't think it's a train
more machinations
to imagine a brain
that never sleeps
always keeps
an eye
on the background.
while your eyes are on the show, the background is where the main events are taking place.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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