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Sep 2023
Just in time this time
but next time
who knows?

there's a fiddler
not on the roof
but still aloof
or should that be aloft?

ah
the witching hour approaches
midnight mixed with hindsight
makes for devilish dreams.

so
bed then?
counting sheep
but pen in hand
just in case.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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