Every silly topic can become a poem. 😛
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Bright lights
The bright lights
Up above
They cause my gaze to shrivel
Like a movie vampire
I recoil, turn away
Illuminated naked bulbs
So harsh
And against nature
I curse the clever artist
Who doth conceived of them
Once symbol of a pauper
No money
For a lamp
It’s not considered fancy
May this tide of trends recede
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