A Noncatastrophic Nondisaster.

I pondered my predicament
As I surveyed the English muffin
Stuck in the toaster
I opted for the last resort
And stuck a wooden spoon
Into the slots
While fearing the worst
I did not get a shock
Nor was there an explosion
Nor was there a fire
The power did not go out
Nor did my house blow up
And neither did the entire neighborhood
No, I retrieved my English muffin
And finished my breakfast
And survived a noncatastrophic nondisaster

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