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Jun 2022
New lamps for..never gets old and we fall for it every time, and yes, we are very sorry if it fell off the back of a lorry, but times are exceedingly hard,

bring out your dead
collections every day
including,
did I say every day?

when there's no one left
we'll know that they were right
but what they gonna do about it?

I'm gonna have coffee
caffeine-free,
grown in a factory
next door to the cemetery
which is where they'll be sending me
but not until I reach my century
which is a long way away.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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