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Mar 2020
I stopped the clock
no more tick tock
time stands still

but
it's a bitter pill to swallow to find your victory is hollow
and the other clocks in London tick tock on.

Monday and my lazer needs rewiring
it's going bang but it's not firing.

a common problem I am told
for those who may be getting old

I'm just getting dressed
because
I have to go to work.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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