A poem about getting up

Selected poems

Late Twentieth-Century Techno-Funk Wake-Up Call

Get up.
Get on up. Beep.

Get up.
Get on up. Beep. Threep.

Get up.
Get on up. Beeeeep. Threeeeep.

Stay on the scene
like a fax machine.


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3 thoughts on “A poem about getting up

  1. purpleb1dda8ea90's avatar

    As long as noone gets to fax it up.

    And why does the message you fax come back ? Parp.

    It should go down the lines like the words you transmit. Burp. 🐞🌻🌊

  2. Monica E. Graham's avatar

    I use the ancient wake-up method called “daylight.” However, my breakfast eggs beep annoyingly.

    thank you for brightening my days.

  3. wastelandspeedilya11f856267's avatar

    To Brian Bilston

    I love your poetry but I cannot comment using WordPress.

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    I love BB’s poetry

    He inspires me

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    Rewards me

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    Roger g

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