This brain is my brain.
It is big and has unlimited rooms and corridors.
I can move from room to room
Unless I get stuck with clutter,
And only I can hear me mutter
This brain is my brain.
It's time to move to a new room.
It's time to move to a new place
Leaving unwanted things I no longer want.
It's time to expand my mind.
This time I leave with clarity.
This brain is my brain.
Perhaps I'll seek an unknown...
A story, a poem, a book or a thought.
Oh what michief I can wrought!
I'll fly me to the moon
Or create a new tune.
I'll image, well...I'll imagine
I see a purple baboon.
This brain is my brain.
My brain always find me treasures
Filled with fun and simple pleasures.
I entertain myself quite well
Creating interesting word pictures.
This brain is my brain.
Oh, my brain has many cubbyholes
That hide the past of things long gone.
Then when I am unaware
My brain brings forth a few to share.
My wonderful brain is a super computer
And me? I am it's operator.
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