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Feb 2022
Evolution is the key to how
we write of what we see,

I'm only speaking for myself
the ventriloquist's gone away
so
writing as I see it is
what I want to say.

Gene's not dancing in this rain,
it's ******* down,
Monday again and the
ventriloquist's back,

my left hand never knows what
his right hand is doing,
but it tickles.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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