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S-Piracy

Something is seriously afoot

Our telecom towers are down

I can't get no signal

I sense that this is very dark
 
My instinct says it's criminal

Is it China disrupting our stock

Or Russia after something hot

Or perhaps the ETs have finaly arrived

Their spaceship vibes fill up the skies

All I know is this aint good

There's a sinister game in my neighbourhood

I reckon this is all about the Gangster 5

They'll blame 4G for not working right

It's sure to happen while I'm alive

More herding of the hypnotised

Mate, I just want to stay connected

I hope our tower is resurrected

I heard no storm of rain or wind

No quake took place to put our pillar in the bin

The air is heavy with doom and gloom

I hope we get connection soon

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Tony Taylor

LOL!!.....I REALLY enjoyed this write....there are some truly memorable phrases within that provoke serious consideration ~

                      ~ "More herding of the hypnotized....."

And although your tower had to be connected for you to post this piece I DO believe that the potential for some seriously Strange Days lurk somewhere in our near future!!......ALL STARS!!....cool stuff my friend!!......stay groovy AL!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )

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