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Sep 30
That was us then
using the pen
accusing the world.

Look at us now,
nib less and clawless
and then there's
lNibbles the cat that
can't catch a mouse.

Because we're tired?
yes
put it down to tiredness.

Sunday and I worked like a Trojan
not the registered trademark one
but a man from Troy,
oh
boy do I have to explain everything?

I see no ships as She slips into the bath.

on the perimeter I shall swim with her
we shall laugh and dive into where
it all began.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Druzzayne Rika
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