The Hungry Brain


You MUST feed the hungry brain,
or it might shrink, become sad and lame,
There's so many things you can feed the hungry brain,

Feed it numbers pie, word soup, or question lasagna.
Feed it a poem sandwich and watch it grow!
I heard music donuts are good too!
whatever you feed it, make it good!

Make the hungry brain grow with knowledge, writings,
and questions too!
Let in snack on art cakes and watch how creative it becomes!
so many possibilities for the hungry brain!
Just don't let it shrink, become sad or lame,

FEED THE HUNGRY BRAIN!


---- 1230Y2K19---





For the love of words!

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