There is a poem under your seat right now
take a look
that incessant beep,
ignore that
you’ll be done before it stops
Well, hopefully—
have you found it yet?
If you’re still around when it beeps again
NOW!
Ok, let’s try this again:
There’s a poem under your seat
take a peek
Look, if you can’t find the poem I can’t help you.
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