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Feb 2023
Well,
I winged my way through the day
and other than having tired arms
I feel okay,

it's good when you don't need to
think about your work and even better
when they think you're thinking away and
they even pay you a salary, it just gets better
and betterer
( oh two letterers longer than it should be, trust me
to spell it wrong )

woke enough to see the sufficient joke enough to laugh at me
and you can join in if you want too enough,
that's enough and funnily enough
She says that too
sometimes.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Richard Barnes
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