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Mar 2019
Never ' mind the closing doors'
mind the closing of one's mind.

Possibilities are endless unless someone proves otherwise.

I'm working and it's Saturday
what's the probability of that?,
but it's true
so while you slumber on
I'm crumbling.

The central line today
quiet one would say,

just
shoppers on
weekend jaunts
heading to those well
known West End haunts
and
Tinkerbell
well
there's always someone
who stands out,

Reeboks
no socks
what's that all about?

Exercise.

I'm exercising my imagination
Pull up to
press up
'eh
what's up doc?'

cartoons creep in
but
the rabbit's too late.

She must be
a model
I wonder what
agency?

knowing my luck
the
CIA
and he looks like a spy
with
one eye on the girl.

Crowded now
and Tinkerbell is
a wow

standing out is
ace
his face tells it all
he's
having a ball

fancy dress I think.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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