Darwin Was Wrong
All the talk
about evolution
has devolved
before my eyes
in less than
80 years
by me looking
at the mirror.
Phooey!
I degenerated
from a pretty baby
into this wrinkled
obese beagle.
But I say
the problem
is not with me.
It's with
the mirror-neuron
theory.
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