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Oct 2013
Profanities,
insanities that run around my head,
'don't be swearing' ,Mother said
how quickly I forgot,
got in the wrong crowd, learnt to swear out long and loud
but I'm not proud of that.

It's easy cursing,no rehearsing,did it in one take.
The BBC would break their heart if they knew I could mouth off oaths, from the get go start.
Mother didn't like it
No
she told me so in no uncertain terms,then clipped me 'round the ear 'ole for being such a foul mouthed soul
I guess that's what you get if you forget
what Mother says.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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