I am anticipating a hit
I see through all their wit.
Wasn't long ago,
Gas was all the go.
Solars on its way,
Or so they say.
The push down here is on,
All electric, the latest song.
Government rebates to change from gas,
Smart meters to count the cash.
Not that cash is used.
Consolidation ripe for abuse.
But let's wait and see
If they shaft us with electricity.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 9th, 2023 01:00
- Category: Unclassified
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What I want to know is why does the s**t always hit the fan? Best stand down-wind then! lol.
My apologies, I should give it an 18+ but still not sure how to operate this space.
Forgive me...edit!
My dog, Fido, (imaginary) usually barks at poets who should mark poems 18+, but don't do so. lol.
He says there is a tick box for marking poems 18+.
Who is this fan? He/she should move out of the way of the other 'fan'!
My wife keeps three fans going in the bedroom.
Winds so strong I can't open the door..
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