Nineteen Minutes
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Nineteen Minutes
If our Earth were to split
through the middle
It would take only
Nineteen Minutes
To reach the core
In three minutes your
Brain would die
These are facts
Not a lie
Wonder if it a black hole
Or a big red fire down below
Burning ash hottest glow
Research is not my name
Evesdropping is
I make it my bis
Short for business those
Who did not know
Curiosity me sticking her
Nose into see
Red as a poker it may turn
Out to be
I ain't going down there
Not even to share with you
What it was like...the view
My mind shall only conceive whatever it wants
To believe
For nineteen minutes
More
I can do as I please.
Annie.
©
The Poets Tree

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