Found poetry

April 10 2017

It’s my brother’s birthday AND Sibling Appreciation day! What a wacky convergence! Seems like a great day for found (maybe slightly massaged) poetry. Today’s comes from a culling of the Carletonian Weekly security blotter of April 7 2017.

No Fire

Burnt toast caused the fire
alarm. No fire.

Burnt food caused the fire alarm
to go off in a hall
way. No fire.

Bacon burnt well leads to alarm:
no fire, no bacon.

Alarm!
No fire, no burnt food.

Just curiosity about the button
on the fire
detector.

Now we know. All alarm,
no fire.

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