7 thoughts on “Stages

  1. There once was a man from Nantucket,
    Whose thoughts ran pell-mell in his bucket.
    β€œI’ll go to my Library
    And sign out a book,” said he,
    β€œWhich will warmly embrace my brain and hug it.”

    Feeling sad and lost
    Paid my overdue book fine
    Warm hug for my brain

  2. Just a thought … If brains in a Library are especially warm from hugs, wouldn’t this make it an especially dangerous place, attracting Zombies during the Apocalypse?

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