Lights Poem by Dan Brown

Lights



Lights have a boring
Life. Don’t they?
Doesn’t matter which type of
Lights.
On.
Off.
And televisions.
On.
Or off.
Cookers.
On.
Off.
And stereos.
On.
Off.
What a life.

Hang on a minute.

Life.

On.
Off.

Ooh.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kristi Benj 16 January 2006

Guys must be boring then. Turned on, turned off, on, off...personally, I like the randomness, and it's not that hard to turn them either way, that's what's so great.

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Dan Brown

Dan Brown

Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK
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