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Aug 3
BC
is before coffee,

AD
is after dinner

now
jeessus will tell a different tale or rather his biographers will
and we have to decide on the truth of it.

I've forgotten all those begats
which in some eyes makes me
the woe-begotten
but
there are too many names to remember,
too many parables to decipher

and it's Saturday.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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