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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If it aint broke don’t fix it, A well known old saw Which these modern days They just seem to ignore. Does the Designer ever use The things they design Or is it just a case of disrupting So many lives like mine? That new housing developed At such a huge public cost With a daft way of street numbering Even the Postman gets lost. The streets are so mixed up There’s no idea where you are, With communal parking lots so Its very easy to lose a car. The rooms are so small You can’t swing a cat. The Designer won an award For designing stuff like that. It’s full of young families And young gangs hold sway For they didn’t provide areas For the children to play . There are greened areas Making me wince as I pass At the many signs saying No Ball Games On The Grass. Perhaps, just a thought, They’d take a little more care If, fora year at least, They had to live there. But the one i really want to meet In a back alley there on their own The one who devised the Automated Machine that answers the telephone. The music is appaling but What i really despsie and hate Being told my call is important As i waint and wait and wait. Why cant they beggar off And just leave things alone If they want to disrupt lives Let it be just their own. Perhaps there’ll come a day, As their transgressions mount, That people will protest And bring them to account.,
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