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Jun 2017
Welcome home.
Civilisation,
the last resort
and
the predators
report for duty.
You want it when you want it
and if you don't
it won't sway you,
say,
you a predator too?
Some sugar is spice to entice men
because men are easily led.
We buy E.C.T.
shocking but we
pay through the nose
for the needle that goes
in the meter
that blows up our brains
Civilisation's being privatised
signed, sealed, your diary's
been notified
and the notary's so drunk
he can't open his eyes
they'll tell you it's lies
don't believe them.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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