You know how when You put a kettle on a stove, Maybe for tea Or something else maybe You get the kettle To put on the stove And you put water in it From the tap Or if you're in The inner city Then maybe from A jug From cvs Or rite aid I don't know which is closer To your kettle That you're putting the Water in To put on the stove But the tap smells funny And tastes like minerals And artificiality So if you have a bit of money, Maybe an on-tap Filter or brita You turn the little **** on the front Of the oven And you hear The distressed, hurried Sound of a component Desperately trying To do its job It seems like forever But it's just a couple Seconds The spark catches The gas And glorious blue Energy leaps out And causes Instant condensation On the side of the Kettle you've filled With water And put on the stove And then Primordial chemistry As old as old Changes **** Around inside No time For a chem lesson Just listen And then after a few minutes A blast of Piping hot Shrill Pure energy Explodes out of the top In an earsplitting Harried call To you to let you Know the kettle You put on the stove Is now ready For you. All that pressure, From so much activity, Before you even Turned the heat on You walked around Gathering materials And moving about And all the calories You burn thinking About it And then the Thermal activity Which is breathtaking In its simple But ever so complicated Perfect order And predictability And all of this simply Amazing process Culminates In one constant, High energy geyser Of released pressure. This is equivalent To the results Of one thought About you. What a life As a kettle. Yea.