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Aug 2021
The independent think tank needs refilling,
five thoughts for a penny or sixty for a shilling
and
some of you won't have a bleedin' clue
what a shilling was.

oh,
a shilling was a fortune in your hand
it weighed half a ton but boy, did it
feel grand.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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