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Apr 7
Aw *****
everyone's looking fukin' ancient tonight.

I suppose it could be my eyesight
my foresight
or
these bifocals that are fukin with me

I've been invited out by the crew
She said
I can do what I want to do
which means
I'm staying in.

getting old is like being in Spandau
***
ballet twice a week
what a flamin treat
But
She looks out for me
and after me
I suppose that it could be
more than
love.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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