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Jul 7
Getting old is like being told that age is just a number.

Young people like to tell old people that as if it's a fact, I attract young people, they must think I'm so gullible

I'm fukin Gulliver or Moby ****
take your pick.

In London
they don't care
i
could be
Fred or Ginger
having a binge
and they
would be none
the wiser.

You
stick your face in the iPhone
and hope that someone will
call you
and in case they don't
there's always the Compact,

ask your mother
She'll tell you.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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