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Feb 2019
I pick up a pen again
or just
go to sleep again
like
Rip Van Winkle.

Twinkle, twinkle,
one each eye
because
I don't want to overdo
or undercook that book
that's in the offing.

I shall sleep on it and
whatever it may be
it'll come to me,
it
usually does.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Mark Tilford
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