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Aug 2022
Things were going nice and easy
then she wanders in, almost naked,
just to tease me

and here's me spilling tea all down
my lap

but I read the sign.,
'please mind the gap '
and I ain't falling into that,

but if I'm 'woke'
what's that about
perhaps I'm not
and only dreaming,

so why's my lap wet?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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