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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
May 14
Sir Arthur and his table.
Warm?
really?
oh,
seal me in a box with a few pairs of clean socks,
fukin warm?
are you mad
it's been baking
someone taking the proverbial
and up in Seven Dials
Sherlock's
thinking of *****
fukin ******.
Oh not me
says he
with a halo around his waist
haha
less haste and more amphetamines
or as we say
more speed
I need a drink.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)
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