Neon
One thing we can all agree on
Is the pure allure of neon.
Even if you hate its glow,
That’s the way your eyes will go.
As for me, I love its pop,
Perfect for a photo op.
It improves most any sign,
Adding glitz to the design.
All the colors make me smile;
Green, though, is my favorite style.
Still, it is a dying art;
Pricing must be off the chart.
Neon has one big surprise,
Which most people don’t surmise.
You may think it cool or crass –
Either way, it’s made of gas!
Think of that next time you spot
A bit of neon, glowing hot.
Looks like liquid, acts like paint,
But remember – those it ain’t!
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