Monday 24 December 2018

GROPE

Suddenly it's all silent,pindrop silent
Suddenly it's all black,dark ,pretty much 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,unsure,of the very next cession

No box office,where's the jukebox
It just turned errie,such must be life,to a fox
What of the school work,homework
She'll hear none of it, will go berserk

Cut off from the glow,of cashflow
Cut 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,rushed in again,as the children out shout,that hey!it is back again !!!
When power blacked out,real power chucked out
When power blacked out,its was all a burn out,back out,a phase out,a tap out




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