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Feb 2022
There is no snow
no snowmen
no snowballs.

There is rain
wet
sometimes wetter
the weatherman says,
it'll get better
ha
the wind is cutting
feels like someone's
putting the knife in,

life in
this old dog though
sod the snow and the rain
****** the knife and the pain,

it's the weekend and
the sun always shines.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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