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Jan 2016
Sunday but no bells yet,
we'll get them later and
a sermon from the Padre.

I have an opinion on his opinions
his minions do too,
my opinion turns the air so blue
he thinks it's the sky
his minions do too.

But he's harmless enough which religion and
biblical stuff is not usually so.

I pass go and
collect
two hundred
one hundred for me and
the remainder for the
offertory.

And it's the monopoly
that'll topple me from this
****** thorny crown.

Sunday may be or not a lot of good,
I'm always open to suggestion and
willing to question
should
the need arise.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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