Ode to a Satellite Dish

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 (On Seeing a Satellite Dish Discarded on a Disused Railway Line)

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Dish! Oh Dish!
Satellite-Murdoch Television Dish!
The object that so many people wish!
You used to stare so far away on high,
Receiving all those signals from the Sky,
Omnipotent with rampant power unbounded,
Now melancholic, supine, you are grounded;
But TV Dish, I think it’s clearly true,
That my life will end up, just like you.


First scrapped dish I’ve seen. There’s hope yet.

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