Five minutes from now,
the destruction will come.
In a blazing white heat that rivals the Sun.
The man in the white coat,
he stands so proud.
Oh!, little does he realise,
it will be too late to use a shroud.



If managing to discover this sort of thing can be called success of course.
Hell, the man will be surprised, he just doesn't know it yet.
What I want to know is, why did I use a deliberate rhyming scheme this time?

(c) 10 October 1998 10:17, Fnagaton.