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May 2023
When
Monday feels like Sunday
has the world
turned upside down?

and why am I
still in my
dressing gown
when
I should be out there
in London Town.

Everyday's a holiday
away from the reapers clutch
so
when Monday feels like Sunday
I like it
very much.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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