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Nov 2021
Melts away,
it's
probably Friday
but
who's to say?

time for a quick tumble,
said
the washing machine,
dryly,

being somewhat shy,
she blushes.

It should have ended there
words left hanging,
naked, bare,
so
I'm going to press,
post and share
and end it now.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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