My brain is something special, you should know—
A miracle of sheer complexity.
The highest heavens eagerly bow low
Before the vastness they perceive in me.
Except they can’t perceive. Unhappily,
They’re nothing but uncomplicated space
And simple elements that can’t agree
To join and form a faintly-smiling face.
The cosmos is a deck – and I’m the Ace
Of Stunning Spades, by virtue of my brain.
I may not have a fast computing pace—
But, oh, the things my neurons can contain!
My feet are on the ground. I will not lie.
But, in my brain, I rule the lofty sky.