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Apr 2021
One Juninatten, when nobody's looking, I shall cheat the Order of Mevlevi {those keepers of Islamic mysteries}, out of 3 months' dues, thus compelling its paid-up members to not ever again check the dental records of some horse I done pawned upon them.

Shafts of daytime, hobs of hell & things no more than dog-bite,
   pull my back teeth towards the front & strip my spine of gunite.
Never, not a million times, have I atoned for Christmas; a month
   like that when Jesus was born even although it was October...
Shirkers & official experts drink from wells of knowledge,
   grants are granted, taxes exacted and everyone's so happy.
A modern American mother waits for someone better
   as she's disgracing herself more often than not.
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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