A little poem written when I was on holiday in the Isle of Whight , I was tricked into thinking (by my parents) that there'd be wifi in the van we were in. #lies. And so when I was bored one night I sat and wrote :D , I hope you like it.
I search for miles to no avail,
I take a clan , we will prevail !
Ducking into bars and cafes,
Sometimes stopping for beers and lattes.
Looking high
Between mountains and hills.
Looking low,
Around smithy's and mills.
Technology is used to spot the signs -
But we rely on just our eyes.
There's millions of symbols ,
Hieroglyphs , letters.
Stick out to tourists ,
Blend into settlers.
We finally find it,
We sit , feast our eyes.
We take out our iPhones,
And use the sweet wifis.
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