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Dec 2015
Syria.
It's a worrier
and
no wonder I can't sleep.

Do we stay out or
do we go in with 'boots on the ground?'

Harold said,
'this won't affect the pound in your pocket'
that's torn it,
the hawks will have *******, but
no win, no fee or should that be
no win, no free?

It's a puzzle of a poser,
suppose we
dispose of the lies,
we could with an open pair of eyes
see
things differently.

I think
infantry,
in my infancy I fancy
there's always a chance we
might
stay out.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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