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Jun 2013
Another light heart
day start
start to
amalgamate
concentrate on not being late
for the sunshine
in time
whatever is to be
will be mine
and then
when I start to fly
and watch the World go by
I may wonder why
I am alone.

One Summer on a Wednesday in June
when the Sun had sorted out the moon and shone
John..(that is I) thought I could fly
so I jumped off the bridge that flew over the railway lines
I admit
I have had better times and my grand designs were slightly flawed
but getting bored with broken leg and arm
and seeming to do more harm than good
I thought I would
just learn to knit
which is a bit like tying knots in spaghetti.

Now me (again that is I)
am waiting for the sky to lighten
up the day
then I'll go and play
hopscotch on the motorway.

Some people never learn
but Sunday schools are just for fools
and that is fine
I only go there
for the bread and wine
and that's fine too.

Feeding tigers in the zoo sounds like fun
anybody like to come
with me?
Talk to tigers
set them free?
Something might be wrong with me
but I can't see how just a little cat could be
so dangerous.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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