Old Brain Stuff
Same old brain stuff.
Stuffed with extra neurons.
Like chomping on old cabbage.
Dumpster sounds.
Heaps of plaster.
This old brain has paper towels soaked in venom.
Blood vessels.
Hopeless chopped onions.
Boom.
Bloop.
Brain cells only get one leap.
Then they turn into vinegar.
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