The Tragic Death of Celeste's Brain

i woke up one morning and realized my brain was fried
i shook my head and my brain bounced around and fell out and died.
but before it did it lurched on my floor and shivered and sighed
and then it lay still and all was quiet as i held it and cried.

all of a sudden it came back to life and bit off my ear.
i cursed it and called it mike tyson and, fighting back tears,
i smushed it and lit it on fire and drowned it in beer.
yes, t'was a sad day, the day that my poor old brain died :)

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