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Jul 29
The safest place that one can be
is
where sharks can't see me,

mind you,
there's not much to do
and you don't get much fun
unless you count
counting the pebbles
and
and
no! that's it
counting pebbles
waiting for the inevitable

the tide will come in
the sharks will grin
and we'll all be on the menu.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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