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Jul 18
I do
I did
I'm done
and wasn't it fun?

That was quick
I feel a joke coming on
but I've heard it before.

The door opens on a new day
something for everyone
and everything to play for.

Coffee's hot in the ***
soon to be poured
in with the milk and it
feels like I've scored
one nil to me

She says,
pipe down
I'm trying to sleep
and so down I go

gotta keep her happy.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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