I didn’t ask you to stay
It is your choice to head this way
Why do you fret and wander, so?
Now is the time to stop: Go Slow.
Devon life is not a dash
(Except for us that clean and wash)
Your time is Now, step off the Mill
Sit, watch, make your mind go still
So what if the WiFi isn’t fast
The life without, has been, it’s passed
Before, we coped without the Web
Down ere in Debon, we be the Reb
The broadest band that we can reach
Is the one that lies between sky and beach
The only webs that hold our eye
Are the spider ones that edge the sky
Blackberries blacken every hedge
And cost us little (never a wedge)
Providers at the farmer-yard gate
Sell food and fruit, not signal, Mate!
Devon’s beauty is in the eye
Take a look, don’t pass it by!
See the power and the might
Forget the giga and the mega byte
Peace and plenty, sandy decks
No messaging, Bluetooth or lengthy texts
Whether Devon Virgin or blue Sky-thinkers
Don’t walk about, as if wearing blinkers
Beauty is round every corner
( but watch your speed, or you’ll be a mourner)
Devon’s hot spots are plain to see
But they’re all calling without BT!
©shilyot 01August2015 Devon’s Hot Spots