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This is the container that holds the Mass that drives and steers the intellect
Playing our instrumental sense organs using the matter and the mouth to 
amplify 
Our mental and emotional controls with level poise
Always recognizing the natural aptitude for talent in Us and on Out
Constructively leveling a gauge for respect of all mentality with its qualities
Id lets the wisest prevail when pluralizing an obverse observation
By being either end whose two ends need not be distinguished
Large charge being in charge of the division of plant and animal
Topping the oval part of a printed musical note and the beginning of beer
Or a striking part of a weaponless tool, or a stool in the bowel of a ship
Just winning by a length of it gives place of leadership, honor, or command
While culminating the point of breaking abscess or magnetic transducer 
indulgence
Devotee to substance or groan on the bone
Off ones, over ones, out of ones—crazy, don’t get it, delirious
But bringing something to it finalizes and makes one realize two are better than 
one
And a source of psychic energy derived from instinctual needs and drives

Hed, hEafod houbit, caput with an ache 
Hed, hEafod houbit, caput for goodness sake
Hed, hEafod houbit, caput the only brake
Hed, hEafod houbit, caput we give a shake
To drive this Mass of intellect.

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