Herr doctor, I find myself, for reasons inexplicable to me or my loving family, to have woken up this morning transformed into a cockroach. I am reasonably certain this is not a dream. Can you help?Honestly, it's like a match made in heaven: the random weirdness of Franz Kafka's The Metamorphosis and the creative rhyme-meter of Dr. Seuss. What would happen if the former and the latter got into a conversation?
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