When the Lights Go Out
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When there is no power and you are sitting alone in the dark,
It’s not a hoot and a holler, or even a lark.
But I look on the bright side that I am not next door,
At the local funeral home to snore no more.
Copyright © Brenda Mcgrath | Year Posted 2016
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