SHUT UP, YOU!

My brain cells are a’popping
A new thought they have got
Fetch me pen and paper
Let me write it while it’s hot

Unable to find release
The thought’s been playing in the dark
But now that it’s running free                    It’s this raging, white hot spark

Dunno where it comes from
It’s this sudden great surge
I just have to sit myself down
And give in to the inescapable urge

The words once uncorked
How they spit and fizz
Before I can put them in order
All over the page they whiz

So I pause a moment
Put aside what I do
Put my pen to paper
And write a piece anew

For a while thereafter
I feel more at ease
Till once again a new thought
Breaks out and breaks the peace

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