Anna Kendrick hated metrics.
Seconds, she reckoned,
Were as shit as damn kilograms.
Metres didn’t please her.
And an ampere? “Never heard of ya!”
She loved watts diddly squat
And thought Celsius was horrendous.
Anna Kendrick HATED metrics.
She’d spend every morning over cereal,
Dreaming of good old imperial.
© Carl Burkitt 2018
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