Hoax
She decided in .02 seconds
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The clock strikes twelve, your room turns cold,
You reach for the phone with a trembling hold.
A message glows—your fate reads soon,
“Approved!” it reads—bimax soon!
You gallop, you leap, your heart takes flight,
At last, your jaw shall set aright.
But then—three knocks, slow, hollow, dry,
A voice seeps through: “Denied… oh my!”
From shadows grins the clerk of doom,
United Health stands, in the pale-lit room.
“With paperwork bound and wallets tight,
You’ll stay recessed low this chilling night.
Chills, actual chills.
You reach for the phone with a trembling hold.
A message glows—your fate reads soon,
“Approved!” it reads—bimax soon!
You gallop, you leap, your heart takes flight,
At last, your jaw shall set aright.
But then—three knocks, slow, hollow, dry,
A voice seeps through: “Denied… oh my!”
From shadows grins the clerk of doom,
United Health stands, in the pale-lit room.
“With paperwork bound and wallets tight,
You’ll stay recessed low this chilling night.
Chills, actual chills.
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