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Nov 2017
If you looked like I feel
you'd be begging to kneel
and asking
for someone's
forgiveness
unless
you don't believe in
the power of a prayer.

When the frown lines become
the down times
and no smiles are produced.
you might as well give up and
go home.

Sometimes it's quite different
I dress up like a Gent and
slap on some eau de cologne

I feel good then
like a man amongst men
fooling only myself in
the process.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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