My mind is like a piranha
with a voracious appetite.
Books are its nirvana
and every word a tender bite!
Ah science! You suckling lamb
how melodious, your little, "Baa."
Oh history! I'll drink every dram!
My brain's a vacuum with a straw.
Mysteries! Your skin is golden brown!
Give the chef has my compliments.
An herb, a verb and then the perfect noun
puts poetry among the condiments.
Humor! A sweet surprise
to laugh without restraint.
Feed me please until I'm wise
and too, the world before they faint.
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