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Apr 2021
A present for him
a round tin
with fifty cigarettes in,

Christmas long ago
before smoking was bad for you
and gin was in the beginning, but
not in the end.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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