As Much Power As Who You Are Can Bring You
Once you are measured, by what, it, they
There is nothing more to overcome
Other than what you are
Can I take that handbag? You have no hands
May I bring you water? To pour on your head
I would take your coat but you have no torso
I would fill your brain but it has no cup
It is light, fluffy, the brain, like a sponge
Once soaked it can drain no more
Once born it is soaked
Maybe only to be changed by a baseball bat
To the head, brain on your lapel
What are you now?
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