Say cheese..

At a fair I came across a method of divination unknown to me

There was a stall full of cheeses, devoted to tyromancy..

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I entered the stall, looking for an edible treat

But the cheeses on display one could not eat

A wide variety of cheeses you could find

But the purpose behind them just blew away my mind…

The dairy equivalent of tea leaves they were supposed to be

The future in their holes and textures a divinator was supposed to see

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Coming from a culture where many dabble in astrology

By examining the pattern of lines on palms, the future foresee

This form of fortune-telling was intriguing to me

I decided to try it for fun, for a reasonable fee..

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The shapes visible in the cheeses were used to proclaim

The future, the predictions were quite general and sounded the same

As one might find elsewhere, but I was impressed

By the divinator’s imaginative prowess

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I don’t even remember what was predicted for me

But the experience made me wonder again why we

Rational human beings are so prone to being hoodwinked

By the promise of knowing an unseen future, one would think

That having had enough personal and collective experience to know

That the future is unpredictable, we would not go

Down the rabbit-holes of astrological predictions

But to get reassurance in an uncertain world we all have a predilection..