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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jul 2016
Saturday? so what?
hey,
they buried my telegraph pole in a big
big hole and they foisted on me
satellite TV and the
mobile communicator for
the immobile masturbator,
but I'm old fashioned
I like things how God intended
now I'm told, least said,
soonest mended!
*******,
I say it when I see it
my mouth don't come
with brakes attached
and yet I'm
very attached to it.
This is the age of the tool up,
a fit up
the secondary modern to make you sit up
and yet you learn sod all
meanwhile up in **** hall they still
know ****** all and they pay for
even less.
I want my abacus
more beads
less fuss.
(who let me out of the pram
mam?)
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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