A City Ditty

Blackout in the buildings,

the big fuse blew;

no electric current,

what will we do?

Can't use the telephone,

can't make toast,

can't use the stereo,

boo, you're a ghost.

Frozen juice cans

getting runny,

frozen meat is

smelling funny.

Traffic signals out

and headlights on the cars,

but what do you know?

We can see the moon and stars.

By

Eve Merriam