There's holes in my brain,
and there's more than likely a few moles,
digging around, and eating the worms.

I wonder how much they enjoy eating cancerous tissue.
Or if it's more of an issue.
At this rate who knows how much longer I'll be around.

The noise is dying down,
I don't know if that's swell or ******,
but hearing news from the doctor,

has a tendency to make me pretty unhappy.