The Body

The Body woke this morning
And Hand said to The Brain,
“I’ve had enough of being here
I’d rather not remain”.

The Arms then both went crazy,
Folded in disgust,
They fell out with each other,
The Body lost all trust.

The Brain called an election,
The result was such a riddle,
Half will go, half will stay,
Cut right down the middle!

Eyes would not look at The Ears,
And let their eyelids close,
The Head became a sticky mess,
No Hands to blow its nose.

The Shoulders were unhappy,
Carrying that weight,
Tummy kept on grumbling,
And Ears could not relate.

Hands refused to work with Legs,
Knees refused to bend,
The Body was in turmoil, and just
Lay there in the end.

The moral of this sordid tale,
Is recognise you’re part
Of a bigger situation,
And respect that from the start.

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