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Aug 2023
When you get to the door that says 'no entry' if there's no sentry just go through it,
*** it, life's too short, live dangerously, don't look before you leap,
we are not sheep.
smash the locks on your stocks and break free,

the ******* in the back row
shouts,
they don't use stocks anymore,
but what the hell does he know
as I throw
a rotten cabbage at him.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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