Spending all my time in with the walrus
Is forcing me to grow a second brain
In a vat I’ve affixed to my shoulder like
In the man-with-two-heads movie.
I like the tusks and the handlebars,
But the cost and weight and extra effort
To ruminate and answer questions
Is growing on me. Maybe a second
Set of arms or a new bank account would
Improve my life span. Maybe aquatics
Just isn’t for me. Conversely tusk
Expenditure is down and I’m making
New people look at me everywhere I go.
I like being a set of marbles. The tumors
Are heavy and pointy, but worth the expense.
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