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I live in a place called Electricland

Where the night sky is lit up with street

lights

Where every major intersection is

controlled by traffic lights.

You go inside flick a switch

and there would be light

Open the fridge door

and there would be light.

You turn on the oven to cook

a meal

You use the washing machine

to wash some clothes

It is hot so you turn on the fan

It is cold so you turn on the heater.

Electricland is a happy place

lit up like a Christmas tree

everywhere you go is electricity

It buzzs down the wires

into every home and business.

Along with money it makes the world

go round.

But them the world went crazy

the wind howled at a category two

The rain came causing flooding and chaos

Trees were falling like ten pins

Crushing cars houses and I am sorry

to say people.

Electricland is in mourning

it is blanketed in darkness

Sirens fill the air with there piercing

sound.

And you know that someone is in trouble.

Day after day the wind and the rain ruled

our lives.

The traffic lights go down

there is chaos in the streets

The street lights go down

and you cant find your way.

The oven is cold

You flick a switch and nothing happens

Open the fridge door and there is a bit of

a smell.

No TV no music

You sit in the darkness

The only light comes from something

that they call a candle.

Electricland is in decline

The Beer is hot the food is cold

People wander around in a daze

No playstation xbox and all the rest

What is a person supposed to do.

But then the wind died down

and the rain stopped

Everybody is celebrating

But it is still dark

But behind the scenes men and

women in Orange vests and White

hard hats are busy at work

They work for the electric company

They do something with the wires

Perform a miracle or two

And there is light

Electricland is shining bright

The darkness is a thing of the past

It just goes to show that you don’t know

how much you miss something

until it is gone.

street lights.

And every major intersection is

controlled by traffic lights.

You can go inside flick a switch

and there would be light.

Open the fridge door

and there would be light.

You turn on the oven to cook a meal

Turn on the washing machine

to wash some clothes.

It is hot so you turn on the fan

It is cold so you turn on the heater.

You pick up the remote control

and turn on the TV

You pick up the remote

to play your favourite DVD

You pick up the remote

to listen to your music

Electricland is a happy place

lit up like a Christmas tree

Everywhere you go is electricity

It buzzs down the wires

into every home and business

It makes the world go round.

But then the world went crazy

The wind howled at a Category two

The rain causes flooding and chaos

Trees fall like ten pins

Crushing houses cars and I am sorry

to say people

Electricland is in mourning

it is blanketed in darkness

Sirens fill the air with their piercing

sound.