Fire in the belly


Tell me what is
stronger than the stomach
of a furnace

When naught but the fire will suffice,

There is but waiting a higher price.

Ravenous, torturous fungus grows,

Awaiting the scalpel surgeons slice.

Withering youth, waning zeal,

Avid gambler roll the dice.


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