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Oct 2021
Let's raise our glasses to the lads and the lasses who have raised their glasses before and more, let's raise them again and toast those that ain't. the sinner, the saint, the forgotten, the woe begotten, the lonely and lost, sod the cost, you can't take it with you.

remember the markets that became supermarkets, the church that became luxury flats and the estates that turned into council dumps.

remember the drunks
the pious, the punks,
the man who cleaned shoes on the prom',
mostly
remember where you're from,
it doesn't pay to forget.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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