The Brain – A Poem

Oh, would you stop?

But don’t, truly, don’t stop.

But you did, and then The Weasel was gone.

The original Weasel, the Brain, Bobby Heenan,

the man who made me want to strangle him every time he spoke.

The man who could talk me into wanting to buy tickets to the show.

The man who made me laugh with his shenanigans on screen.

He was the best at getting the audience to hate him

but in the end,

we loved him and we miss him.

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