Late at night,
When you're all alone,
Comes the sound
Of the telephone
You wonder who it could be
Calling you late at night
Then, suddenly, the ringing stops
And you see a flashing light
The light is very, very bright
And gives off a terrible sheen
Then, you stop and laugh at yourself,
It was only the fax machine!
Lexy Lehr
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fax-machine/
