3 Minutes
Three minutes before I realize,
Three minutes before I forget,
Three minutes until the wise,
Me, I will forget,
Three minutes, it will be,
It will be that time in the future,
Three minutes from now, and in that time,
The beep. The beep of a microwave burito.
by
Cloudularposted on 04/22/2008
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