UPA open site invitation
No running water
to wash away my sins,
I know how my
ancestors felt again ,
No electricity to plug
any of my amps in,
I am jamming on my
acoustic guitar again,
No cars to take a ride
its like living in hell,
I guess I will learn to use my feet
its not really swell,
What will I do
no computer to write,
I know I will learn
to write on paper by candle light,
No toilets to flush
and the ground it is cold,
Now I have to use the bathroom
in a large dirty hole,
No TV to watch
its sometimes my best friend,
I guess its time
to learn to read once again,
So be thankful for what we have
modern commodities for all,
Its not like living
in the stone age at all........
Inkmaster
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