ON BRAIN FARTS

 

                                                           

 

 

 

Here I sit, broken hearted,

This page is blank, my brain has farted.

 

I try to think, I try to write,

An idea comes, then my brain has farted.

 

I invent a tune on my guitar,

To add words I try, but get not far,

It's the same in the end, no matter what I do,

Try as I might, then my brain has farted.

 

Two paragraphs now,

 and things have started,

Oh, dum-dee-dum...Dang!

    Now my brain has farted...

 

BP 12/06/12