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Sep 2021
My dear departed, big-hearted dad used to say,
if you pick your nose your brains will fall out,

I've met several people who must have picked their nose
those people who never know which way the wind blows

and to me, it just shows
how clever my dear dad was.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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