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Jun 2021
on days when the wind
doesn't fulsomely
blow
nor the sun put in its
radiant solar
show
we'll be wondering where
our household power source did
go
for the new fangled renewables
weren't dependable of electrical
glow

left permanently in the
darkest of
darkΒ Β 
without a coal or
a gas fired
spark
the politicians promised efficency
this being a ridiculous
larkΒ 
Β 
our lights were extinguished
by a poor energy
policy
that swept all over the world's
entire territory
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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