An Evening Of Lights.

An evening of lights,

In a distant place,

Was new to the old homers.

They were happy fellows,

Who ate burgers,

For lunch.

And apples for dinner.

The lights indeed did change their lights,

But nonetheless they were people,

Who loved old things and new ones which,

Seemed to be prospering,

Made them more merrier.


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