Brain Train

Distressing stress, More buttressed, By wily needling gas, The cavity was in spin, It was after all, Only a bin, The CPU was brain, And it had to train, Even though it was housed, Away and in a smaller tin, It had connections, Through nerves, To the main body bin, They all jingled, And cracked, Making sounds, Not in one but abound, Neck chanelled, The stress, And ached like bad, The head was swirling, The stress growing, While brain was hyper active, Body was weakening, And collapsing, It came to rest and sat down, Motionless and quiet, It looked like dead, It stayed there like that, For time that it could not time, Heat turned cold, The man grew old, The CPU had a new situation, To which it was exposed, It had learned from experiment, And was back to working regimen.