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Jun 2016
A countdown for uptown and a night on the tiles,
smiles but beware
there is danger in the air that you breathe
monoxides slide down uptown

doorways polluted

entry, no entry, a sentry on duty
nightclubs for *****
or so I am told

and I'm told that old is the new twenty
well the city's full of twenty-plus
cussing their way on mobility scooters

new age polluters?

Uptown's the new down with it
pit your wits and sink into it or
get a bit if you're lucky and pull.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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