The Thing Most Easily Forgotten
by The Bovine Recyclery
Track 7 from the album Nur Ein 2; released Jun 16, 2007
Released under the Creative Commons Attribution License
Song Description
This is how swans sing
Lyrics
*doorbell*

My name is Mister Bogglesworth, and I've a Q for U! D'you recall what you ate just two nights ago? Was it stew? Or does the stew more so resemble the gray contents of your noggin that blocks from you, the thing most easily forgotten?

Do you walk around your grounds intending to do something swift, BUT by the time you get there you forget what, and what with? THEN I advise my nostrum for these troubles you are fraught with. You can reconvene with the thing most easily forgotten.

That's right! I don't just come with problems. (Nay, he also brings solutions / who are you?!) ... diluted from conclusions of the finest institutions.

I could kick your hippocampus 'til it rights your mental compass. Perhaps pass you pills that wash away brain fungus from brain substance. Or perform a three-way mind meld between you, me and an elephant. BUT I'LL HAVE NONE OF IT! It's all noxious and unneeded to recall the thing most easily forgotten!

Please forgive me if my train of thought splits onto separate tracks. With a brain so juiced on practice it's hard NOT to multitask.
JUST... ONE... SEC... AND... There, I've got it!
JUST find me but ONE clear empty SECtion of this bANDwith
adJUST your ironed WONder-buttoned SECond ... hAND collar
JUSTice for the ONE-lived frog diSECted, understAND?
reGISTer my words ONCE in a while SECtor D is blANDaroo

Now let's get back to the thing most easily forgotten!

You seem like an honest one so I'll cut you a deal: reverse in things hear you where problem that fix also we'll! I'll have that gold watch from your wrist, I think that price is modest, thank you! Now here's how to catch the thing most easily ...oh forget it.

Just tie this string around your finger, and a string around that string
to remind you of that first string that reminds you of that thing
you wrote down on a Post-It note before your recollection rotted
shrouded in secrecy
ever so frequently.
Now you can use my string
to fasten down the wings
of the thing, etc.
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