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Mar 2017
Salem competes with Jerusalem
while
the high judge stands on his own.

On poverty street you can't expect
but you meet such wonderful times.

I had Martini's a while back
a smile back
then
and when they were done
we cracked open the ***

it was stolen or fell off a cough
drop me quick
the police are so slick around here.

We reimagine a beer
ice like and cold,
told you
the police were slick
on the take
could have drunk me a lake
by the time they arrived.

It's only ***** tomorrow
and we'll pay if it comes.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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