Inflate your seats. Emergency exits Are located at both ends of the plane. Don't panic. Lift the strap. We trained for this. Undo the latch and pull. Remove the brain In one smooth motion. Each receptacle Accepts one spongy mass. We trained. We trained. Just try another if the bin is full. We're experts here. We know the brain. The brain Is excellent. Delicious. Savory. Four runways! Near nine hundred flights a day! Our dedication is unwavering. Aloha. Welcome, welcome. Here's your lei, Your garrote if you want to know the truth. The brain. The brain. I've got a melon scoop. Tags: monday fourteen, poetry, sonnets
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