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May 30
one may consider the ramifications
and fukin do it anyway,

what the man gonna do?
lock you up
throw away the key
feed you on bread and water?
nah
there's not enough of the man left
to catch a fukin cold.

Cutbacks to the front line
no more doughnuts
no more kickbacks
just a bunch of sad sacks
in uniforms.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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