When Anthony cuts the circle
around your head,
then, plucking it out like a coconut,
offers you a taste of your own brain:
You must only lick it.
This will frustrate him.
He will ask you why you would not want a taste.
You go ahead and simply lick.
Then, say: "You trying to make me Eat my words, Anthony?"
He will crumble, like the proverbial cake.
Then you can go inside -- inside your own brain --
filling in all of the missing blessed parts.
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