UMMM . . .
Let’s see—what was it I was going to say?
Oh yes— it’s something about memory—
About the mental test I took today
For my retentional capacity.
I’m sad to say, I did not do so well,
While quite a few times even drawing blanks:
The more I did, the stronger grew the spell,
A run, it seemed, on my poor memory banks,
Although I’m taking medicine for this,
It hasn’t kicked in yet or quite enough,
And something’s cerebelically amiss:
Still, though, this poem shows I’ve the right stuff
To keep a beat and conjure ringing rhymes,
Though otherwise, it’s not the best of times.