Revelation on June 8th

One, Two, I was in front of you
Three, Four, I held open the door
Five, Six, You tripped over my stick
Seven, Eight, You ran into fate
Nine, Ten, Let's do this rhyme again

One, Two, I'm going to spew
Three, Four, Contagious mold spores
Five, Six, Annoying nasal drip
Seven, Eight, This poem I hate
Nine, Ten, Obnoxious again

One, Two, No reason, no clue
Three, Four, No idea what this is for
Five, Six, I HATE Stevie Nicks!
Seven, Eight, Movie at 8pm, Can't be late
Nine, Ten, Woman outlive men

You may ask yourself, why did I waste a few minutes reading this crap? Because you were inquisitive and nosey, that's why.