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3d
Two days in and still living the dream
and yet
in a parallel World, all I do is scream,

I send a parallelogram
which is something like a telegram
to the parallel me in a parallel World
which I cannot see,
it reads:
stop screaming. stop.
you're only dreaming. stop.

Funny thing, dreams,
The President
was in the Methodist Church
when Lurch launched into a vicious tirade
Captain Scarlet in brocade
and the rest was obscured,

some things leave you wanting
and some would want you more.

I dreamt of a White Christmas
got a pair of socks instead.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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