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Jun 2017
Yep
it's the unmistakeable odour
of fried onions and sweat,
jeez
please
do me a favour.

One of these days
bathe.

Okay
enough about that
what about the burning
question,
is the Earth really flat?

yeah
it's
going to be
this kind of a day,
Corbyn and May?
'twixt the two
you could say,
not much difference
apart from the obvious

if X marks the spot
and you've only
got one chance
you'd better
cross your fingers
or it's four more
years
of the devils
dance.

and we know
it's a con game
but we accept it,
are we that lame?

A fairer system
is the system they use
and the system they
abuse us by
don't fall for the lie
Don't
swallow the line,

are you oblivious to what's
going on?
can't you see it's all wrong?

for one day
out of many
you're made to feel
as if you really count
as if
what you think
matters.

and enough about that too
I've heard it al before

career cowboys
will still take their seats
and
I'll still have to bow
and scrape
nothing
is what it used to be
but I see
It never was.

There is always a brighter side
a dial a ride

a broomstick in a room full of brooms is just a broom
and a stick,
obvious
enough to make me sick.

Them in the Pret'
don't smell of
no sweat
just desperation.

Politics an
ideal laxative
for
constipation.

they're all full of it
and
getting their
greedy hands on
a bit of it
is the order of the day.

Corbyn or May

who're you voting for?

Haha

who're came out in predictive text as *****
I wonder why and what for.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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