in the villages
in days of yore
young men proved
their vigor
by lifting gigantic rocks
but in 2012 -
the remarkable year of
the French Village of Bugarach
(where many sagacious youths gathered) -
away in Tunisia,
the young man
downs eggs
egg-citedly
in a dare
and he's up to his esophagus in 28 eggs raw
when something in him cracks
(O poor wasted youth of 20)
and just 2 before winning his bet
he dies;
it's Armageddon for him in 2012,
though he also gains an epiphany:
28 raw eggs can kill
-
caveat
of course
O Ye Olde Sensitive Souls
this is not a yoke -
I mean, this is not a joke
For verily,28 eggs can kill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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