I was disappointed to find a prose explanation, instead of an AABBA form.
There once was a car that was smashed
By a safe that fell far ere it crashed
In the vault were the stories
Of Limerickās glories
For Grandmotherās grand weekend bash.
Nearly a year now.
What does the inside hold, Rob?
Open the safe please.
Needs seasonal/natural reference.
Nearly four seasons.
What does the inside hold, Rob?
Open the safe please.
The rains will come again
Inside the safe remains dry
A deluge awaits
Doors seize in winter
And the locksmiths are busy
"Fit yinze in Satāday"
If your friends donāt dance, well they are no friends of mine?
SAFE PICTS!!
I am Robās Locked Safe.
I am Robās Security Technician
Pictured: Schizzle P. Dizzle, a self-described "security technician", pauses briefly before returning to his "real job".
I waited a good 5 minutes for your post to load before I finally scrolled and gave myself a serious eye-roll.
For the job of safe technician I nominate that guy.