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Aug 2023
What if it’s all a big joke
cracked mirrors and
swirling smoke,
how could we defend
our riches against the
poverty that’s undeniably
within us?

A case of six of one and
half a dozen of the
Russians,
oh
did I say Russians?
I meant of course,
others.

Not one to be swayed by the news
I listen all the same and form my
own views
which broadly speaking are
inevitably biased
and that’s
programming from the day we were born
there is no chance to escape from what becomes
the norm
all we can do
is laugh
and if you laugh too much
they send you off on a retreat
to somewhere like Stalingrad,
oh,
did I say Stalingrad?
I meant of course
Hastings.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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