Poem -

Mind Fart

Tell me what is food
Is it seed based or more
Is my question too rude
Or my mode in the store 

Nutrients in soil are three 
What is this for? 
Basic growth for a fee
When needing seven or more

Ask me why you're weak
From foods you adore
And your future bleak
Cause your dying for sure

You say big the bang
No thought just a bore 
Life without a hang
So who needs a cure

Pills are but for relief 
Never mind all those before 
In guessing we rely 
Ask why, you are not sure

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