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Dec 2016
the bare bones
init?

always seems to me that the same people win it
and the poverty stricken end up lickin' their lips and
begging for more.

But don't let that stop you
enjoy the turkey and trimmin's
and
while you're
swimming in Clicquot
they can go hang.

Today,
we get our wishbones via telephones
and there's no need to keep up with Mr Jones,
he's in jail for tax evasion.

I wear Christmas eve on my sleeve like a
poorly beating heart
can't begin to enjoy it when there are those
that only employ it to abuse others.

'ding **** merrily on high'
but
only after enough 'bingo'
to coat the walls of Jericho
and there you go,

Christmas cheer
not much here
or anywhere
unless you have the wherewithal
to have a ball

which is *****.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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   Matt Shade
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