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May 2014
Did you think they would go,
No?
They're no longer on show
now they hide
but come up from below
to sit down by your side and they smile.
Guile?
there's plenty of this and the crocodiles bite when they kiss,
when they **** up to you they are thinking,'you'll do'
for a start.
I knew they were there somewhere,
under the grid hid out of sight
awaiting the right time to strike.
I don't like crocodiles and
never did.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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