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Aug 2016
Ransom to pay for every day
demands to be met

one day I'll get a free ticket
one day I'll tell the day to
stick it where the Sun don't shine
one day it'll be all mine

in the meantime
I am held hostage by
unfriendly weather and
whether I like it or nay
there's a ransom to pay.

It's early and the wind is whistling
clear in the dawn
a fawn in the garden
(must have lost its way)
another ransom?
not for me to say

one day
there'll be graffiti to
meet me on the towpath
a Banksy I could chisel off the wall
but not today
today's just a ransom that
I must forfeit.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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