granny's brain

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This is a poem gone wrong. It started so promisingly and then went south fast. Once it had gone in the direction it went then there was no way I could rescue it. I apologise unreservedly for its existence but the English language made me do it. 

Granny's Brain

Every night my Granny takes her brain out of her head,

She stores it in a special jar she keeps beside her bed,

Next she takes her teeth out which she puts into a glass,

Then carefully takes her glasses off and pops them up her arse. 

By Pete Thomas