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If the Dark Ages were to come again
and electricity would cease to exist,
pray tell what'd happen to us?
P'raps it be smart to start a list.

Well I certainty wouldn't be sharing
poetry across the web.
You can bet your bottom dollar!
And if I needed some help on a fence
my smart phone wouldn't do much good.
I'd have to inhale big and give a loud holler!

I guess I'd roll up my sleeves, stick my hand
in the dirt, and plant some veggies.
Yard-work's a royal pain, but I'd have no choice.
Like the class nerd and the unavoidable wedgie.

Suppose I'd give my plasma flat screen
a nice smash with a dusty baseball bat.
After I sweep up the glass, who knows,
it might make a good home for a street cat.

I guess Jolie's double mastectomy
would be off of everyone's mind.
How comical would that be
to crack open a magazine with the headline,
"Twitter reaches 50 million followers
#hash-tag amazing".

Might stare at birds and trees a bit more often,
watch the cows grazing as if it were
quality entertainment.
There'd be downfalls no doubt.
All those Twitter updates
I'd surely lament:

"Sitting on the sofa..."
"Drinking a glass of water..."
"Man, are those leaves starting to pile!"
If I wanted recognition
I suppose I'd have to get off my butt
and do something worthwhile.

Those little dinner's-ready texts
would be a thing of the past.
We'd all be holding hands at the table
like a spell being cast.

You laugh now at the corny jokes,
but these what-ifs leaves your mind to wander.
If the Dark Ages were to come again
I guess imagination would be your
major time-killer... 'specially in the cold winter.

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