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Jan 2024
well,
you can shove that where the sun doesn't shine
which interestingly enough is Monday,

what a way to start,
the darkness of the day
the lightness in my head
feels like I'm being fed
black treacle.

and they called off the strike,
Press like if you like that.

In a few years
this'll be reposted to jog my memory,
which is a good thing
as I've already forgotten it
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
65
   guy scutellaro
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