Write a four line poem that has something to do with: brains.
Very busy market this morning, as there seemed to be a much larger crowd of people out and about as compared to last week. We did quite well with our apples, particularly the Ambrosia, and most of our veggies sold as well.
Looking forward to some quality time with my bed tonight.
What are there, like eleventy-billion circuits?
To be honest, I'm not really certain.
But there is one thing I can tell you for sure:
Not a single one of mine are working.