Theresa Ann Moore - It Is Shocking

Friction and static made my touch hot
From my finger tip a jolt of electricity shot
In a moment I disabled an electronic track
Volume on the TV made a thunderous attack

The boisterous blare deafened recognition
Unfortunately, I am to blame for this transition
Drooping frowns from sad faces express gloom
An unforgiving chill fills every inch in the room

Thankfully the plight has a mending conclusion
A skillful repairman has remedied the confusion
The monetary charge is worth the reinstated joy
Now I avoid electronics that I may unwarily destroy

Theresa Ann Moore

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