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.

©

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