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Jul 28
if you can't mind your own business
how in the hell could you
Mind the Gap?

we're being had over
we're drowning in *******
and being told that
we're living in clover.

There will come a time
( yet again )
when the peasants will revolt,

Book of life.

it's like someone's turned the pages
and we're back in the middle ages
doffing our caps
and yes,
minding the gaps
gasping till death
because they've taxed our breath

I'm going fishin' and not going mad
and we are
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  66/Here and now
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