Everything you do-
Turn it into poem food
See the world anew
Spiky cables hanging from the wall
Disappear beneath the floor
Let me try to figure out
What they all are for
Eventually we connect the lot
Turn on the power and hear-
A pop
Of course the colours have all changed
From red and black
To brown and blue
Then the blue turned back (to black)
In an effort to confuse
After lunch I see my mistake
Just take this off and use this one
Flick the switch, and oh be joyful
All the lights come on
Feb 9, 2013
Feb 9, 2013 at 8:50 AM UTC
Everything you do-
Turn it into poem food
See the world anew
Spiky cables hanging from the wall
Disappear beneath the floor
Let me try to figure out
What they all are for
Eventually we connect the lot
Turn on the power and hear-
A pop
Of course the colours have all changed
From red and black
To brown and blue
Then the blue turned back (to black)
In an effort to confuse
After lunch I see my mistake
Just take this off and use this one
Flick the switch, and oh be joyful
All the lights come on
My dad, a retired electrician, has been helping to get the electrics finished on my extension building project.
