Poem -

Shortage

Shortage

No dear
You cant occupy my socket
Your prongs don't belong in this unit
Overload my sockedĀ 
Oh absolutely NO
Possibly severing my ability toĀ 
connect with othersĀ 
Blowing my fuses
Drive my wires to fray and decay
No dear you may not occupy my socket
Not here
Not today or any other day
•
~Bell

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