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May 26
Hellfire
and that was just a hot dream,

well
corn me in a can of beef
I am shipwrecked off a coral reef
best not tell her
She'll give me grief
I'm going for a shower.

Fact
today is Sunday
and I have to work
to keep the dogs at bay

and
now I know what the piggy-wigs saw
when the wolves were at the door.

Summer and it's raining
blood draining from my face
I need to take a powder
and
lay down on the chaise.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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   Nylee and Weeping willow
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