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Mar 2020
Some are profiteering
while others are nearing
the end,

it's all about me and *******,
is this what it comes too?
is this who we are?

I'm walking past those
with the raggy arsed clothes
down on skid row,
and they're kids you know who
don't hardly know
what the hell's going on.

God help us,

well
he would
but
he's in Tesco's
helping himself.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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