A curious thing so bright and bold,
such a contrast to the snow?
what on earth is it for?
Superman booth?
Underpants on the outside,
of course.
A telephone,it says,
I vaguely remember one once,
on my grandmother’s bench,
in her retirement home,
but just to be sure,
I’ll just Google it,
of course.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Haha! Nice one Paul 👍
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Radhika, thank you so much. 🙂
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A perfect response for this prompt Paul. What in the world is that red box? haha… we all know about Superman, right? 😀 Thanks for your poem, I love the humour, you express it beautifully.
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Helene, that is a wonderful response, thank you, and so glad it raised a smile too.
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Thank you for sharing in this week’s prompt.
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I’m enjoying these prompts 🙂
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yes just to be sure…google it. like my son says, grandma’s house is a museum, she has a CRT TV!
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Lol, museums everywhere.
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lol love it! They are indeed museum pieces now 🙂
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Indeed 🙂
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Haha… 😂 Google has been the wise old man for the 21 c entury…. Great poem…
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Thank you 🙂
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Too funny! Great poem for the prompt!
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Thank you Sgeoil, glad to raise a smile 🙂
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Oh Google just takes all the wonder out it! 😔
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It does, for me it’s the irony of smug moderns not realising that life went on before them.
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Haha! Delightful.
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Many thanks Punam.
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You are welcome.
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🙂
Who would have guessed that it would evolve into something, little and rectangular that people would be addicted to?
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Indeed Tom, who would have thought 🙂 thank you.
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Many Thanks
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Love the humour in this!
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So glad it touched your sense of humour, thank you.
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So true a curiosity now words woven so well
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Thank you so much Lyn 🙂
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Very good!
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Thank you so much.
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Thank you
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Love this! When I wanted to explain the olden days to my six year old students, I would simply say that “back in the day” there was no remote control. Oh, the wonder and amazement on their sweet faces as I tried (unsuccessfully) to describe getting up and changing a channel.😯
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Yes, a prehistoric time for them, such rapid change 🙂 Their faces would have been a picture for sure
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