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To a Street Lamp
Stately street lamp three eight one,
These summers days you are always on.
Your yellow flare of piercing light,
Not only brights the twilight night.
But the glare of summer’s noon,
Pales you less than mornings moon.
I surmise why you are always on,
Methinks your photocell has gone.
And as you no longer have electronic sight,
Behests paradox of blindness with eternal light.
And into council offices far out of reach,
Your errant glow will never seep,
Only in politicians entopian dream,
Would all seeing efficiency this wastage glean.
But perhaps on some far off day,
Maybe even years away.
A passer by parsimonius, of technical skill,
Will do the obvious, your daylight kill.
Paul Revett, Former resident of Grice Close, first estate off Holway Road.
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KIDZ CORNER
Okay, all you children aged 1 - 12 years, this column is for you. Enter the
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Can you find the hidden country in the following
paragraph:
There are many standard credit cards in modern use today, for example ACCESS, VISA, and
AMEX. I counted at least 17 different ones advertised in a one hour period.
© Kevin Stone: [www.brainbashers.com]
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