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Mar 2019
One more trapdoor to drop through,
you can call it a day, but you know what I mean.
(the gurgles you make when your back starts to break)

Wednesday is not a day to smile about,
it's a criminal heist and the police should smoke it out,
talk about the **** day, it's a run and take a jump day.

The Jubilee jaunt.

Prophets haunt this line
and
spout off religion,

I'm thinking it's time
to put
my headphones on.

Lots of headscarves today
looks like a Hilda Ogden
get-together
or something from a Joe Orton
play.

She's using Maybelline
another scene?
cheeks now rosy
nose still shiny,
he looks on
as
lady gets on
with a shipping trunk
she must be lost
or looking for
inspiration
gets off at the
next station
( London Bridge )
probably drunk
Waterloo
might have been better.

I need a holiday
a hideaway
even a takeaway,
Chinese
preferably.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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