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Mar 8
However bad things get
they could get worse,
you could be reading rhyming verse.

Down on your knees Mephistopheles
and beg for your life.

Where did that bomb come from?
Faust?
Proust?
I jest
they joust.

it's all Medieval
or Evel Knievel
it's
all just a stunt.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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