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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jan 2020
Morecambe fairground
It was a sixpenny slot
which wasn't that much,
but when that's all you've got
it was.
twenty shots to *** twenty ducks
and you'd get your sixpence back,
quack ****** quack
never once got it back
and I always walked home,
that should have taught me something
about something, but when you're ten
you can't know anything about something
or I never thought so.
#gambling
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