Tricks are for children:
and my own - on me -
causes me to vomit upon sight
of a butcher shop.
It's harder than you think.
Not many meat men remain:
we need more old time America.
Bring back Sam the Butcher
and I'll soil the sidewalk
like a supermodel.
Believing is too easy
(1) Hypnosis
(2) Believe
(3) Bleech!
(4) Splat!!
The mind tricks more
than state-heads
or egg-heads
and my newfound nausea is proof.
Who knows: maybe I'll
fixate on the evils of
leaf lettuce next.
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