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There's a hubbub of info, knowledge
I know I know a bloody lot
And because my head is packed out
I'm surprised it doesn't burst or clot
Most of its totally useless fit only for
A smug crossword completion exercise
Or compiling many of my own when bored
A Brain needs something or it dies
My head is wide and ditto the thing inside
Chunky grey but not a sweater there is no
Brain better than the shiny model I've got
Fed up with Ginseng and vits or it crumbles and rots
Beamed with Prana and nutrition fish and banana
Primed, primped and polished like a fine candelabra
Shined, not skimped upon, study full and thought
In many other's brains there is definitely nought
And in some people's not even that figure
But my brain is sexy and looks good in a suit
As well as being formidable and is de rigueur
For any brain lover who wants more than grey jelly
Bigger than average and my nemes are dreams
Connections beyond mere mortals a super portal
Heaving hippocampus fired with unearthly imagination
Leaving hopeless humans tired with jealous sensation
Cranium of geranium beauty, a cutie, a beauty brain
No one else has it yah boo! It's my thought train
It's enhanced being makes me feel super pain
My emotions are intensified and smoulder big as a boulder
That's why my brain is a 100 years older
Too much of everything, gluttony head stuffed up
With rues and wish-I-didn't memories jostling
With facts and figures, ideas and positing
Gargantuan words and obscure people nestling
Trying to outdo one another in the race to be made
Alive again in the babble and chatter of my head
Dormant concepts lie semi buried semi funeral
Until the brain vicar says up you get for a few minutes
Live the life and then be put back in a grey box
A television complete with crap repeats and stand by
Grey flickering electric matter that chatters
Endlessly and needlessly filling in the void with graphic
Funny wires that make you go cry cry or ha ha
No no, yes, yes, f*** this, that, or ga ga
Neurological neurosis preying on the Mastermind
A vortex of vast secretive territory you'll never find.
jasmine maddock
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