Monday, 24 December 2018

DARK

Suddenly it's all silent,pindrop silent
Suddenly it's all black,dark ,all quiet
Suddenly it's all boring, goring
Suddenly it's all grotesque,fresk,abhorring

And they are all out,by their balconies
They are all out, by their benches,cursing at this felony
And they are all out,trading, that very same question
All out,asking when's the next cession

No box office,and the music jukebox
It just turned errie,such must be life,to a fox
What of school work,homework
Ma'm' ll hear none of it, she will go berserk

Must cut off from the glow,of cashflow
Some cut off off live music shows,even in Glasgow
What of the kiosks,of which we live off
What of this embosk ,so much to write off


Then all of a sudden,it's all smiles,and engines roar again
Then all of a sudden,they rush in again,as the children out shout,that its back again 
When power blacked out,real power did chucked out
When power blacked out,its was all a burn out,a tap out




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