Once There Was A Fatally Addictive Poem

This isn’t it. This poem is entirely about a sunflower and is very boring, and the rhymes are juvenile.

But while listening to someone try to rhyme

“sunflower”

with

“your magic inner power”,

one can take a lot of time dedicated to finding a way to make ‘striking the midnight hour’ rhyme without being totally on the nose, which it can’t.

And yet, nobody who read the poem could look away.

It was an epic poem, largely about a heroic but nonsentient, nonmoving banana.

Look at it this way:

At least THIS poem is short.

So this poem won’t kill you.

You won’t want to read it over and over.

It’s very, very boring.

So you’re safe.

…you don’t want to be safe?

You don’t want to be bored?

You want the terrifying poem?
I could give you that.
But you wouldn’t like it.
You really wouldn’t.

How about puppies?

Or giant spiders?

But not the Addictive Poem.

For the love of the Gods…

…protect yourself.

This poem is boring
dull
boring boring
dull dull dull
it has no danger for you
other than falling asleep

but it’s too exciting for that

too exciting to lull you to sleep.
But at least you’re not addicted.
You can let go of it.
You don’t need to read it again.

Right?

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