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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