Nixak's January Pookie Execution Ryme

[Nixak]

Whispers crawl across the land,
Nixak’s next riddle’s close at hand.
Fail to crack it, stall, or cope,
The pookie bears run out of hope.

Got spare pookies? Donate them here,
No refunds, trades, or second cheer.
The method waits, the clock draws near…
Solve it fast, or lose them, dear.