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Monolithic steely strides; Cables strain, whilst nature hides, Arms outstretched from metal sides, A buzzard glares as by he glides. A pylon dwarfs a nearby tree, But makes no home for bird nor bee, Landscape ruined, just so that we In idle warmth ... can watch TV!
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 3:39 PM UTC
Power To The People
Monolithic steely strides; Cables strain, whilst nature hides, Arms outstretched from metal sides, A buzzard glares as by he glides. A pylon dwarfs a nearby tree, But makes no home for bird nor bee, Landscape ruined, just so that we In idle warmth ... can watch TV!
clive-blake
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67/M/Cornwall UK
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 3:39 PM UTC
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