No Common There (Fun Poem 72)

Some outside signs make you wonder
whose brain was in reverse
when they thought them up.
I walked along a promenade there was a sign,
which read No Smoking Zone.
A little further down
was a similar sign facing the other way.
Therefore, for twenty yards
you could not smoke between the signs.
You could smoke an inch before the sign,
but an inch further on
you would incur a hefty fine.
However, there was no sign
to tell the wind not to blow the smoke
into the direction of the smoke free zone.
Any person with a bit of common
could see no common there.

5 April 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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