Psssshht!
Lately I get headaches
I think I know the reason why.
I’ve filled my brain with far too much
The demands are less than the supply.
I must have stuffed too much inside
There simply isn’t any room in there
And if it chooses to explode
Useless facts are scattered everywhere.
Maybe I could drill a hole in my head
Unless there is one already there
When feeling like I’m all stuffed up,
I pop the cork and let out facts and air.
But that might not actually be so good
People might notice when in their midst
They hear that little stream of air
And say “Hey Mister, did your head just go psssshht?”
So I think I’ll just forget some things
And I guess I’ll start today
That could make some extra room
And, umm! I forgot what I was going to say.
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