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Apr 26
There's plenty of room and more on top,
the bus stop stops the bus and we get on.

Let us all have a sing-song said the conductor.

yeah yeah
the wheels on the..
..what a fuss
just to ride on a London bus
where every fare is the stage that we bear.

The driver on the 243
looks a proper misery,
I believe that
the 141 is the best one to be on
but
whatever floats your boat.

Superstars
we should all have cars
bright and big and shiny
when everything else is tiny
one has to compensate.

Friday yay and yay once more
in Regents Park the lions roar
I close the bedroom door and
am as quiet as a mouse.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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