Anything On?

Rome wasn't built in a day. The opening sentence of this caption was. How else to explain a certain two-letter word roaming where it doesn't belong?

On is on the loose, and it's on my nerves, even though it wasn't done on purpose. I wish on had ended up on the cutting room floor, because it's as necessary as the directions on the back of a shampoo bottle. You're on board, right, readers?

Let's turn on off.

Now we're on to something.

I could go on and on.