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Jun 2021
Yeah
though we walked through the valley of Chad
smiles surrounded us
plastic pieces all around us
thank god Meccano found us

and we built bridges and crossed the gulf
played crazy golf, ate hot popcorn and
watched 'Rip Torn' on the big screen
when teenage became all the rage
and growing up was being grown up
not
throwing up because we drank too much

then elderly became the new we
and we became the silver surfers
superheroes with fluffy slippers

later we went back to the valley of Chad
and they thought we were mad
we thought we were grown up.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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