January 14, 2015
Day 259
I've got potholes in my brain,
though I seem to still be sane.
But these holes inside my brain?
They really are a pain!
I'll sit here just a'thinking,
hardly even blinking
(nor even am I drinking!),
when I feel myself a'sinking.
My memory's all fuzzy--
"No wait but now who was he?"
And though I don't feel scuzzy,
I've got potholes in my brain!
Is any of this normal?
Perhaps a bit coronal
(though nothing really formal)?
Or maybe it's hormonal?
It could just be my gain,
though probably in vain;
the truth will still remain:
I've got potholes in my brain.
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