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May 2014
She nudged me to budge me out of bed and said,
'tea would be nice'
I kissed her twice,
she looked at me and forgot the tea
and so did I.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Roberta Day, --- and Mary
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