The lighting- it was over-bright.
Oh, how I feared that eery glow!
The sky was luminous that night;
the lighting- it was over-bright.
And there it was! Disk-shape in flight!
It spewed a neon lime-green flow!
The lighting- it was over-bright.
Oh, how I feared that eery glow!
June 15, 2016
Contest: Triolet - Old Or New
Sponsor: Joseph May
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