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Aug 2014
Upon my oath
there's a sloth in my bed and
I do declare
that the sloth on my oath is me.
I shall be free of this laziness
I shall get up
and dress.
I will go that extra mile in a while,I
just need a little more sleep.
If I keep this thought in my head then
the sloth in my bed is at peace but
time will not cease because I'm not there
it will go on, of this I am sure but
to be surer still
I will get up and activate the coffee *** so I can take
my morning cup of deep dark roast,
make a slice or two of toast
and cogitate on what to do and where.
The sloth in bed has read my mind
I find I'm already there.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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   Olivia Kent
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