Brainbox Poem by Paula Glynn

Tick tock, tick tock,
Goes my brain,
As I gather information at high speed,
And for kicks, feel the need,
Like a junkie needs a prick of the needle,
To get that high, like a sugar rush,
Where I feel a crush, rise up like a snake,
In my brain,
And make this mind go insane,
As I go from situation to situation,
Picking up information like a microchip,
That is stored forever,
And I know I have gotten it together,
For I am more normal, than I could ever be,
And I read the clock like a script,
And know I must get my skates on and go,
For I know I need these material things,
To make my heart flutter like a dove and sing,
And I am a brainbox that needs books,
And every book I read, at the cover,
I only take one look and read,
For I gather information faster than you could imagine,
And I am as free as a bird.