Countdown Poem by Lilyann Monahan

Countdown



No I'm not doing it, you tell me what to do.
I refuse to figure it out, and insist that it's done by you.
Obey me to do what you wish, and I'll come crumbling down,
If you do this Sir, you may have yourself a countdown.
It won't work any other way, so its really in your hands,
and maybe after it's finally done, I'll go and get some brands.

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