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Jun 2020
It's like a ticking bomb
Waiting, just waiting to go off.
I get goosebumps whenever
I put on the timer and let it go
I open the door and
it comes off into my hand,
I just a pulled the grenade pin
We are all gonna die
But then we don't
Cause it's just a microwave.
A broken, broken microwave.
I put in two minutes
5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
Bom! I knew it was gonna be the death of me.
R.I.P
I wrote this last year, when we had the microwave with the door broken and when you are microwaving stuff, it made this weird noise, which made me scared that it was going to blow up.
Written by
Lala
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   Eman
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