Brainpan Poems - Poems about Brainpan

...Do you suppose the monkey knows? He has ten fingers and ten toes. He has a brain inside his cranium, If you ask me, that ain't so dumb. Do you suppose the monkey knows? Merry Christma......

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...That neighbour has just banged his door. Again yet again and yet again. I, a one of superior quality, wish to beat his barking bonce against the wall of his rathole. But there’d be no grey matt......

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... I slumbered, nestled in the bed, trapped in a horror, steeped in dread. I’d had that awful dream again; long tendrils probed inside my brain. They’d severed my umbilic cord, and left......

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...Oh, poetry! Once summoned from the hell, your ghost refused to leave. I can’t expel the sweetest demon who possessed my mind, my heart, my soul, my daily things, my rhymed insomnia, my quill and ......

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...Once in a while my brainpan looks alike a hackney carriage full of hackneyed clichés and tired words. In times like this, my psych advised the psycho to unharness wishes, to burn the carriage dow......

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