Life is full of coloured posters,
You'll find them pasted everywhere,
On walls, on doors, on hoardings,
Triangular, round and square.
On vans, lorries and buses,
Wherever there's a space,
You're, bombarded by them constantly,
They are right there in your face.
On anything, they'll stick them,
No matter where that may be,
They leave your brain in tatters,
As they shout at you, READ ME!
We've become an 'Advert' nation,
And the future's looking black,
You never know, you might even find,
That they've stuck one, on your back!
This is dedicated to Sally, as it is her words READ ME, that inspired me to write this one.
© Ernestine Northover
Ernestine Northover
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