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Jun 30
seagulls with buckets and spades
crows wearing spats
Pigeons with shades
ravens with kiss me quick hats
and they're all flying off to the sun

when Thursday is done I'll be joining in the fun
a knotted kerchief to rest on my head
a deck chair and lotion
( by the ocean a lotion stops me getting red )

and She,
with a hairnet wanting a 99 cornet
knitting a sweater for Winter.

it must be nearly Friday.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  66/Here and now
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