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Oct 2015
You'll only come to the funeral to laugh at me,
but when you look at the plain wood and earth
remember this,
you'll soon be joining me,
remember this,
I was here first.

I was always first
you never laughed at that
did you.

who's laughing now?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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