Monday, December 21, 2009

Scrambleless Nest

My brain in motion
It never ends
Like the love potion
But refuses trends

I cant make it quit
Or even stall
Information it could fit
Big as a wall

It swims through
Always moving
Forever true
Parially choosing

My brain needs rest
Or it will perish
A scrambleless nest
To reproduce ideas

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