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Nov 2019
They'll still be poor on Sunday
when the congregation and the Padre
drive away in their four by fours,
they'll still be poor.

Them
and we know them,
heartless, pitiless government men
would have them disappear
hey
presto
look, no longer here
and would we notice
would we care?

Well
put your ******'Raybans on
and move along
because
one day soon we'll all be gone
and if the teachings of the church
pan out
which I sincerely doubt
there'll be equality in
eternity.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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