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Jan 2019
The lights are switched on, a bit like me although it's been said, I am dull.

The jubilee line train is starting to fill and now it's full.

This is the early show for those in the know that the early bird catches the worm.

It's eyes down in the smart phone town where contact is just an adhesive.

A mustachioed man much older than I am
playing candy crush
slowly.

I've seen
those what sniffs
some with quiffs
and them what whiffs
of wintergreen.

I sit here taking it in
can't hear a pin drop.

Terminating at Stanmore?
well
I won't be going there.

Unlikely,
but mustachioed man
looks a bit like
Blakey!
on a bus man's
holiday?
on Tuesday?
unlikely.

Some guy just got on
he smells of
Old Spice,
I wanna say nice
but
I won't.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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