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Nov 2015
(20 minute poetry)

Stood up?
I have been, but this time I gave my seat up and stood up.

It's a long way to go when you're stood and you know there are eight stations left before you get to your stop.

I count down and spit out the stations I leave believing it will bring me good luck,
Does it?
Does it ***
I'm still on my feet at Liverpool street
Nearer to home
tired to the bone
But I am nearly there.

I've just referred some **** to the sign that says that, this is a 'Priority seat'
By Bethnal green, stood up though I've been I now have a seat by the window, no view, and there's sod all I can do about that.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  64/Here and now
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