Sorry

Brain sat and looked at his blank dear Jaunny letter.
“Jumping selfs and serfs and nobles art thou!” cursed Brain at himself.
His mother looked in on him.
“How darest thou curse thyself in such rogue tongue! Flee thyself. Achoo!”
Brain chastised himself for days and simmered in guilt, until the Professor said,
“Klean Thee!”
Well, this made Brain feel good and zussy like a newborn kitten, so he went back to his dear Jaunny letter:
Dear Jaunny,
I...
Me in deep thicket! I sold your car for 1/56 its value. So ho, ho, ho, don’t you thrash me!
Yours truly, BraiN McVee.
Now he felt just as right as the other side of the toilet seat.
Clean and untouched by human sitters.