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re: visited today April 12th, 2023

Way before aye knew 
the name Fletcherism applied 
family and friends even 
Smetana's bartered bride
would (tongue in cheek) chide
tummy uncommonly 
(recherché) atypical dyed
ded if the letter “y” one did elide
in the wool feeding 
and/or slaking thirst guide
did precepts sans hungry 

deaf eating beast impossible to hide
(the ferocious growling harassing imp - 
armed to the figurative teeth ready to pounce 
viz casus belli sans reeling off 
a pseudo say id dish us vicious jeremiad 
me, this unrepentant conscientious masticator, 
who re: lied
on self control unbeknownst 
to this pumpkin eater
(me not named Peter)
unwittingly followed 

the basic tenet of Fletcherism - custom made 
modus operandi vis a vis exercising okayed 
mandibular metered (when famished), 
eyes kept closed while tongue gently played
adhered to practice of eating small amounts, 
which discipline stayed
engorging self, and as a result 
(consuming sustenance 
only when hungry avoiding 
(wolfing like an instantaneous blitzkrieg flash) 
found me aware visa vis master car ding
marginal increase in pounds meaning 
thy body electric weighed

approximately for long stretches 
to enable safe passage for sturdy brigs
when a habitue at one or another dining digs
stuffed nibbling on hors d'oeuvre figs
adequately satiating with with oomf 
when contra dance caller Scott Higgs 
announced "hands four," which signal 
helped get my mojo back 
and reel lee deuce home jigs,
which indeed kickstarted and syncopated, 
oft times espying Bobby Riggs
who years gone back whiz Vic Tory huss 
e'en when donning apparel of Whigs
like colluding trumpetting molecules 
that via tiff Fanny doth zags and zigs.

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