u/Creepy_Raisin_9323

There once was a plum with no brain, Who decided to dance in the drain. He rolled in the sludge, And wouldn't even budge, Now he smells like a big poopy stain.

"Could've"

The butterfly flapped its wings in Brazil.

Gerald tripped over his cat.

Gerald's coffee went on the keyboard.

Gerald sent the email early.

Sharon read it before her mood stabilised.

Sharon quit.

Sharon's replacement hired his nephew.

The nephew deleted the server backup. Accidentally. He said.

Fourteen hospitals lost patient records.

A man got the wrong medication.

He felt fine, actually. For three weeks.

Then he didn't.

His daughter, grieving, ran a red light.

Hit a lorry carrying industrial chemicals.

The spill closed the motorway for six days.

A scientist missed her conference.

Never met the collaborator.

Never finished the research.

They won.

Gerald got a new keyboard.

Spill-resistant, this time.

£14.99.

Bargain.

The butterfly didn't even know.

It was thinking about a flower.

The absolute unit.

Could've not tripped, Gerald.

Could've.