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Nov 2013
People talking about nothing
In a room of incoherent thinking.
Some money beggars,
Some are poor animals.
They only think about
Want and pleasing.

Nothing will get done.
A man watches the woman
Put some blush on
Another woman is having
Her period.
She thinks of getting pills
To stop her periods
Because the cramps make
Her a suicide case.

You know what the guys are thinking.
Still little gets done
In a room full of these people
Filled with nothing
prose
John Beetle
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John Beetle  London On
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