I have this brain
With which I sometimes think
A set of eyes
Stuck in sockets to see
Two healthy lungs
That know the key is to breath
To keep my heart pumping
In its perpetual beat
A mouth that too often
Doesn't think when it speaks
A stomach that growls
When it's time too feed
Not too picky
When it comes to its choice of eats
Other body parts involved
In the space between
Some working fine
Others struggling to reach
All miraculously entwined
From my head to feet
These are just a few parts I've got
That make up part of me
Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 8:25 AM UTC
I have this brain
With which I sometimes think
A set of eyes
Stuck in sockets to see
Two healthy lungs
That know the key is to breath
To keep my heart pumping
In its perpetual beat
A mouth that too often
Doesn't think when it speaks
A stomach that growls
When it's time too feed
Not too picky
When it comes to its choice of eats
Other body parts involved
In the space between
Some working fine
Others struggling to reach
All miraculously entwined
From my head to feet
These are just a few parts I've got
That make up part of me
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