Signs

The saddest things about signs,
  Is that there are so many!
  One would think I had all day,
  To read the signs in my way!

  Floating in the sky,
  Makes me squint an eye!
  Some are painted in the street,
  Many are in places we eat!

  Scribbled on a wall,
  My energy is wasted!
  Decoding signs that are related.
  So many signs are in place,
  I'd rather look at lace!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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