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Dec 2022
Winter woollies?
well he's
getting on
and
funnily enough
I was ready for
getting off.

I am only as old as my bus pass
and it gets me from A to She,
She decides that I'm getting too feisty
and puts ****** in my tea.

Friday is on the horizon
if you stand on your tiptoes
you'll see
the light coming in from the weekend
She,
still puts ****** in my tea.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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