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Jun 2017
it used to be
clickety clack for the typewriter hack,
now it's silent,
well lit though with a **** green glow.

Advance and be recognised?

private eyes prying into private lives
for publication,
the public love this ****** stuff
and
can't get enough of the
*** and tattle

'troughs for cattle',
my dad would say
and yet he
read,
'News of The World'
religiously
every Sunday.

I never knew what to make of it.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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     Kelly Rose and mikecccc
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