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I am so fainthearted!
Every time I pass the butcher's shop in Kottawa,
I look away to avoid the unpleasant view of mutton & chicken,
hanging on the hooks,
cursing devil like butchers
carrying large knives who chop chop chop
their path to hell!
At the super market in Aix,
I don't touch fish with eyes because they frown at me
"Don't you dare touch me"
I get scared
such a weak soul I am!
But,
I choose frozen square shaped fish
with no eyes
sighing & thinking about mother's Ambul Thiyal curry,
At KFC,
I am the first to stand in the queue
looking at the big board full of mouth watering crusty chicken,
Why do I find the young boys at that cashier
so attractive,
not the butchers covered in blood?
By Jahooli Devi
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