In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Glitter
Whenever I hear of the freezing rain
I think of glittering trees from my windowpane
I hear nature’s warning loud and clear
‘Get ready with artificial lights my dear.’
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Immediately I get ready with my flashlights
Trying to avoid the dark with all my might
Then this ghastly truth makes me whine
What will I eat when it’s time to dine?
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My stove needs electricity to cook
without it I cannot try to nuke
So what’s the only thing for me to do
Eat cold bread and yesterday’s stew!
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Sabethville 