there was spooky little house in the middle of a valleywith a little ghost who was very pallyhe would open up the door then say step inside he never tried run  and never tried to hide.he was very  friendly  as friendly as can beall he really wanted was some company.we sat there for a while and he made me teathe little ghost was happy he had made a friend in me time was moving on it was time for me to flythe ghost he gave a wave then said thank you and goodbye.

Hello my neurons
What's it take
To be happy?
Since you are
The endall
The beall
******* sugar
From my blood
What am I
In you?
A song played
On flesh
A story written
In protein synthesis?
A song
Played on nerves?
Flailing dendrites
submit and fire
Oh the breach