A bit of randomnesson a cloudy day:
Just a Thought
I thought the thought of thinking thoughts and before I knew what I'd done,
My mind had gone ahead and decided to fire my neuron gun.
So this thought of thoughts blasted forth like a Gundam rifle beam,
And weaved through all the dendrites like a blonde through football teams.
The thought that had gone renegade proceeded under pursuit,
Pushing the other pulses aside in a race it couldn't lose.
Soon it had taken me whole in its hapless, frenzied rush,
The thought that had simply been, 'I think I thought too much.'