Four Minute (Poetry) Warning

Just giving you the nod

that something odd

will be happening

in four minutes time –

a rhyme;

and not only that;

but, a dodgy rhyme at best.

Will you be able to withstand the test?

How will you prepare?

Take cover in your Pamela Anderson shelter;

or go underground with a jar of jam?

I am, it has been said,

the bringer of bad news (and poetry)

and, if I run to form,

the bad poem that is imminently arriving

will adhere to the norm.

Oh, by the way,

there was a four minute delay

on the warning for this tripe –

I should have said before;

but, sorry, I am the forgetful type.

You have been warned!

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