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Apr 2016
She's playing piano on the
car keys
and
the lights have turned green.

Seen anything you're looking for
I said,
I was looking for
the rear door and
the exit.

The man in the Bowler hat
had been there and done most
of that and he was
unimpressed.

I guessed as much as she pushed the pedal to the floor and I know because I've been here before.

Thelma and Louise couldn't squeeze a lemon and find a drop of juice,
so what's the use?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   victoria and Vanessa Gatley
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