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When Veggies are Magic

why’d we call them

unicorns?

aren’t we talking

‘bout the horn?

square in brow

–a peg!

(a stick)

how did veggies

join the mix?

it ain’t a kernel

twixt those ears

–or corporal–

from what I hear,

I posit

pone

should be replaced

ascribing roan

with horny face.


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