BRATWURST CURSE
I bear a curse—
The worst
In the whole Universe.
Since birth,
Obsessed with bratwurst.
I can't be coerced
To try something diverse.
I'm deeply averse
To anything on Earth
That isn't bratwurst.
The side effects are adverse,
Leaving me interspersed
With endless thirst.
I've overeaten! Flip the switch for reverse!
Make my stomach reimburse!
Wait—call the nurse!
Or worse—
Summon the hearse!
Disperse!
One more bite, and I'll burst!
Oh, look, there's one more in my purse.
Mmmfffph mmmm mmph...
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