The minds a funny thing,
Vast and bold and mad and wonderful.
It can makes us whisper and talk and shout and sing,
And not a single person's is ever dull.
Memory is a wonderful tool,
Lets you know the things from centuries past.
Discovered by great old fools,
Fools that thanks to memory last and last.
Knowledge of a thousand years in one single head,
The faces of closest friends and hated men.
Memory helps us know the names of the dead,
And remember the multiples of ten.
A powerful machine wrapped in a skull,
Goldfish remember only three seconds at a time.
There's must get abit too full.
And It's said an elaphant never forgets a single crime.
Such a thing all great and good, can be a bloody tease.
I still can't remember where I put my keys...