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Jun 26
If Michael Finnigan had been clean-shaven
he wouldn't have had all that trouble with the wind.

that was random
but most things are.

Earlier
I did some studying
buddying up to clever folks
and they can be hard to find
but
I persevered and moved up the
playing field

next thing you know
I might
have a certificate to show
but don't hold your breath,
death does that for you
quite well.

here I am
thinking of a beer
and what should appear?
a cup of camomile tea
She
hands it to me with a smile on her face
She
obviously doesn't know about the case
hidden under the bed.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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