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Jan 12
Jack is nimble
Jack is quick
Jack's made of ice
and he makes me sick.

With my night socks on
and a nightcap on my head
the only place to be is
tucked up in my bed.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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