Brains A-Whir
Shhhh!
Always it bothers me what others try to do, while I’m thinking, thinking, thinking, cause my brain is in a whir…
I need deaf-like silence, all others to keep qui-et, and to be still, still, still, when my brain is in a whir…
No laughing, jostling, or teasing; that’s something quite pre-posterous, and its surely inter-rupting me, while my brain is in a whir…
If they’ll tip-toe, whisper and listen, they’ll soon know what’s going on in the head of mine, when my brain is in a whir…
My thoughts will rhyme and rea-son, in right order they’re conceiving, until fin-ally I dare to speak them, cause my brain was in a whir…
© 2012 Oscar Jones