Make S'Mores!

It took all four of you, and my brain makes five –
But my brain needs help these days just to survive.
The poor thing is wasting away now, I fear
(Though not the rest of me; just look at my rear!)

She (that’s my brain) has been needing a shove
So I turned at long last to a writer I love.
A collector of things taxidermic and strange
Who’s admitted to crabs (but avoided the mange).

Where was I? Oh yes: it took you all four
To come up with the thing that I was waiting for.
To think that I waited for eight months to get it,
And now, in thirty-two (and-a-half) hours, I’ve read it!

Khurston knew but would not say, to give folks a chance
Courtney knew but did not want to get off her hands
Charlie looked it up and found out what it’s called
And LadyCiani did nothing at all!

So I guess that makes three, really, brains that it took
To come up with the name of Sedaris’s book.
When You Are Engulfed in Flames -- just what Doc ordered.
The cure for what ailed me…

Thanks, David!

(And Borders!)