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Beware John Warren!

I smell popcorn
Or is it burnt fries
I see John in the Break Room
Telling Katja lies
I smell popcorn
None for me please
Those charred kernels
Knock me to my knees
Offer me popcorn
And please don’t judge
Don’t be offended
If I’d rather wait for fudge
I smell popcorn
Or a whiff of smoke
Beware of John Warren
He’s a Burning Bloke
So if you want popcorn
Of another tasty snack
Please first put out the fire
In our microwave shack