Old Dunbar’s Sage Advice about Light Bulbs
Friend, do not count my counsels vain:
Switch off the current at the main
Lest excess voltage should thee slay;
Timor mortis conturbat me.
And if thou would’st employ a chair,
Take care the chair legs stand foursquare,
Neither to topple nor to sway;
Timor mortis conturbat me.
Say thou unscrew’st with twist too free;
Bulb breaks and bursts an artery.
Thy life blood then will gush and spray;
Timor mortis conturbat me.
Follow the wiser course. Perhaps
‘Tis meet to hire a pair of chaps
To come a week on Saturday;
Timor mortis conturbat me.
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