Constantly mining ideas throughout the day
Some good, some bad and others that make no sense
And then there are those minds that are a little dense
There are smart ones and dumb ones
And the many in between
Some are like Einstein’s
While others quite obscene
Some are called “Thick”
Others termed, “Enlightened”
But it is really the criminal minds
Of which we should all be frightened
There are some minds that race all day
While others seem to space
Then there are those that are in constant chaos
While others hold a steady pace
Many minds are dirty
Thinking of sex all day long
While others pretend to be good
And choose to do no wrong
Some people want stimulation
While others use fantasy to escape the daily grind
But I want something different…
I just want a woman to “blow my mind”
She should be kind and gentle and intelligent
For with a mind, she must always take care
And properly prepare just before starting
So that no Gray Matter gets caught in her hair
Long smooth strokes are what are needed
For the short ones will surely not work well
And as she now reaches for my Cranium
To my headache, I hope to say “Farewell!”
Working her way slowly down my Meninges
To the Cerebrum, to which touch and sight are linked
And if she keeps rubbing on my Brainstem
This “mind blowing” session will indeed be succinct.
To the Cerebellum she progresses unwary
I can feel my mind start to pull and jerk
And when she touches my Medulla Oblongata
It is obvious that this woman really knows her work!
My Pons and Midbrain were the next targets
From this point, I really begin to unwind
But just then, she tickled my Substantia Nigra
And now, “Oh God!” She has officially “Blown my Mind”
So ladies, there is a point to be made here
Although this poem may fill all of your minds with dread
When it comes to truly reaching a man’s heart
The shortest route is not through his stomach, it’s through his “Head”.
Moral of Poem “We must all learn to give good ‘Mind’!”
posted by PTpan
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