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Nov 2018
Side on
he looks like
a crab fisherman.

rolling with the waves
he saves a Woodbine
to smoke another time
and chews instead
on licorice,

I wish I was
more like him
more Jim than John,
and then side on
I'd look like a
crab fisherman
too.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   CK Baker, Salmabanu Hatim and Jen
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