Direct Poem by Christopher Tye

Direct



Direct

Direct to your home by post,
Internet maps directing you wrong,
Remember your somebody's direct descendant,
Everybody needs to be direct sometimes,
Couriers delivering direct to your door,
Tuning television to directions from customer care.

By Christopher Tye

Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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