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Oct 2021
So
have I got to be dead before you read me?

The poet said if you
don't feed me, you don't need me,

I'll get a job at Walmart
that'll do for a start
it's better than
panhandling on the turnpike,

I might get on my bike
go off to war
fight,
I might,
but dragons scare me when
they're not windmills.

So many hills to climb,
much easier for me
if you can find the time
to feed my need for you to read
before
my time is up.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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