10-Wednesday, July 21, 1982
I’m so proud of my brilliant nephew, Brain—
So clever, as you’d gather from his mane,
So asuming that we chuckle,
Not dyslexic like his nucle,
And such a head for learning, such a drain.
This poetry is posted by Bob's daughter, Heather...and on rare occasions by Bob himself. Please note that most poetry gets added retroactively. This can no doubt be confusing for readers, but is better for historical accuracy!
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