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Jul 2016
They are but words on paper
graphite on wood

Today I'm being good
they let me off the naughty stair

that's fair.

when I'm not being good
I am being good in a
naughty way

Well
that's what I say,

school reports,
end of term torts,
words on paper
all escape me
when
I'm with her

that's fair too.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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