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May 2013
I was listening to Novello and
Flo'ella
had her head across my pillow
talking to some fellow
from somewhere down in Arkansas.

I saw at once the discrepancy
of her and me
and where our interests lay.
mine somewhere in 'Frisco or maybe even Monterey
and hers in some Southern lawless place
I turned her face to face me
quietly I explained
that I'd be leaving on a plane
and that she should do the same.

She took a knife
Screamed,
'if you don't take me for your wife
I'll take your life and put it in a crystal ball'
Guess I'm not going after all.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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