{"sf1_id":600094,"sf2_id":"JewkyVeO","title":"The Day I Lost My Head","author":"Vye Riosaki","words":92,"posted_at":"2013-10-08T06:19:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Story"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/600094-the-day-i-lost-my-head","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/JewkyVeO","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/00/47/00476900-1375-4cf9-b3e3-cd03f4031ed9","description":"#5 of My Brain Must Work\n\nJust a little thingy I had made while I had free time in school. I had no idea that this was about to come up.","content":"I've lost my head  \nBecause it has legs.  \nAway it ran,  \nAway it went.  \nNo way- it scrammed,  \nAway it was sent  \nSo it crawled through streets,  \nIt clawed through sleet,  \nTrying to find a body to keep.  \nIt can climb and it can hide,  \nIt has time that it can bide.  \nMy head might get you in your sleep,  \nThat head might get you in your dreams,  \nBut you don't have to fear,  \nFor my head is still right here.  \nIf I lost my head,  \nEveryone knows that I'd be dead.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"My Brain Must Work","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/591369-bat-bat-batter-battery.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/607862-a-tale-of-fall.json"}}