Ode Or a Refrain

My brain, My brain,
Where is my brain?
Did I leave it in the rain?
And if I did does it have a drain?
What will I do if it should shrink?
Could I put it in water in the sink?
Would it expand or just take a drink?
All these questions and no brain
Will I write an ode or just a refrain?
How will I know when it is through?
Do I take a guess or ask someone at the zoo?
Oh dear, oh dear now what will I do?
Tears are falling Boo hoo hoo.
Wait maybe they're not tears after all
Maybe it's the rain coming from the drain
Have I finally hit upon a clue?
If  so I'll not have to go to the zoo
I'll just hang it on the line,
Grab a book and pass my time.

                                                            Cile Beer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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