Medicine Man
Hear me now.
I will tell you what
you need to hear in order
that you will
do what you're told
no questions asked.
I for thunder
strike a storm of trochees,
bang out spondees,
tin sheets drummed loud,
to put in you
the fear in lieu
of aught that i
can prove that ought
to clear as day
to you as you to me.
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