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Feb 2017
Nod
No one laughs in Altrincham
they can't afford the gas.

Someone turn the lights back on
buy one get a free coupon
I pop
down the co-op
but I'm on my own
that sets the tone for the day,

It's pm,
dm me right away
fukin youth today get
everything in easy text,
back in my day
there was one way,
talk.

And I hate it when it's time for bed
when I'm not ready, said he,
she said, never mind
as she knew what was on my mind
and that's it until the sun comes up
on a bright new day

unless I dream.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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