It's gone.
"What's gone?"
My brain.
"Why is it gone?"
That boy tricked me;
he said if I gave him a piece of my brain,
he'd make me smarter.
But then he ran off with the whole thing!
"Well, at least you're smarter now!"
This Story Is Dedicated To My Sister Gloria;
I Figured You'd Understand This.
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