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Psychic Bread By Tim Young
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The supermarket was the scene
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for my remarkable find.
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I knew you'd buy me said the loaf
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I hope you do not mind
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me..
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knowing this stuff
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I use my head its verysharpe and quick
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I'm a different kind of loaf (he said )
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some may even call me psychic.
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He went on to tell me
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my most favorite topping
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and all the Deli's I go to
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when I go out grocery shopping.
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and the stores I go to
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the people I've met and fed
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I was rather impressed now
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by this loaf this psychic bread.
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But his life was short lived
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but it burnt so bright,
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he knew I'd use salami, ham and cheese
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everything he said was right.
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I smacked my lips
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as I ate his bread flesh
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all I could think was
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now nice, white and fresh.
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With my last bite
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I swallowed, licked fingers and thumbs
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he's gone now forever
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And all I could say was "oh crumbs"
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