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But wait, there's more! My Alphabet Poem (Or at least what my teacher says it is) on FOZZIE!!! This is what I callz it: The sad truth... EVEN IF FOZZIE USES GAGS BEASLEY'S JOKES HECKLERS STILL PICK ON HIM IN THE SHOW...

**Alright. But if you see anything else wierd... Let me know, ok?**

**I think I have a book on this kind of thing. You want me to bring it over?**

**Well... I don't know what to tell you Hubert... But... If you really DID see him in the mirror... What do think that... Was all about?**

Mee mee mo mo mee mee mee mo Meep!!! Annndddddd, speaking of the assistant, ANOTHER POEM!!! Beaker Nervous, clumsy exploding, shrinking, burning, Testing faulty experiments Disaster

**Wow... That's crazy. I mean, it could be guilt, even if he totally deserved it.**

Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepz!!!

**Uh-huh... Why do you ask?**

*Looks at Sparky, thinks about reactivating him*

OW! Sheesh... At least nothing happened when I did Beaker,

(MOUSE!!!) *Lays down, thinks*

**I guess...** *Goes to room with purple paint, and paints over the crossed out heart, and Brett's name* Moving on. Ha. That's a good one.

**Thanks... But... Wow, I can't believe it... Because... I know that he's no Brett... So if this is real, then... THEN WHAT?!**

**I'm still checking to make sure it's not a dream, but... But Hubert said that he liked me... And said he REALLY liked me...**

This one's about The Newsman! There once was a man who gave news, And he seemed to have a short fuse. When he gets to work, He always gets hurt, So he always comes home with a bruise.

**Yuna, I just had the best day of my life.**

*Closes door behind me, and sits on the couch in silence*

Sure... Yeah.. Um... *Ahem* See you around... Heh.

*Tries to pinch self without him noticing* Um... I... I... That... Wow.

*blushes* Uhhh... Wh-What do you mean?