Hey you!
I'm talking here!
Don't go 'round foolhardy
and scream in fear!
You need
To heed my call.
Hazards are abundant
and you may fall!
But 'ooh!
and 'ahh! the pain!
How could I ever know
from things so plain?
Listen,
here's the tea
Nature has defense. You
should leave 'em be!
Machines
are no exception.
Please be fully alert,
no conniptions!
Pay heed
to our bright signs.
The last thing you would want
is a wet spine.
Stoves burn
and spiders bite
Dogs and cats, with fangs bared,
are quite the sight!
Warnings
are everywhere.
Pay attention to them all.
And beware!
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Comments (2)
This is such a fun poem 💯
Love the poem! Very good!