This is not a poem.
It is a follow-up report on what I told you about yesterday, how the glass-front door of my new Samsung kitchen range shattered yesterday while the stove was turned off and nobody was home.
I finally managed to talk to a real person at Samsung today. She had me open the range door to look for the serial number. When I did so, most of the cracked glass in the door fell out onto the floor.
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Samsung wanted me to take a picture of the door and send it so them, so I did. Then they said it was obviously our fault because we must have caused the damage by hitting it with something! We absolutely did nothing of the sort. They refused to do anything for us, so we will never buy anything else by Samsung.
I have a very similar wall oven to this. My fridge freezer is a Samsung, and I have no regrets about it. Your long lines here are close to prose, but still a poem.