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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jan 2017
The ceremony
antimony makes the sick
quick silvered but slow
and off we go,
arsenic in the fast lane.
First prize to old blue eyes
I don't regret and I bet he
doesn't either
second prize
tied,
split between
what is and isn't seen.
I've been to Oscar's and
he's been to mine,
The blind man fitting blinds
can see
(that's an old joke )
but
no smoke without fire
makes John a dull sack
Getting back to Saturday night
I should be having a beer and
later a fight
but
that was years ago before
I knew the value of values
I choose sedentary as a
complimentary medicine
for laziness,
available at pharmacies, across the seas and over the counter.
That's your lot and not a lot to it
but I've done my bit
you
do yours.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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