It may not be springtime,
But you really should start cleaning.
Declutter your mind,
It's far better when it's empty.

Don't misinterpret, because I know you will,
What I'm trying to say is
Your mind's better unused
Than used with a bad intention.

Now take this bleach, this knife,
Open up your skull,
Take out that paperweight brain,
Fill the bleach inside.

Hopefully, you'll be reborn as a child,
Imagine, wonder and decide to explore.
Hopefully, this time, you learn something useful,
Like what you shouldn't do or what it's good to say.

Scrub your brain thoroughly,
Make sure it's pristine, clear,
Put it back in its place, glue your skull,
Or sew it back, I don't care!

Hopefully, this time, you'll learn the truth.
Eureka! The organ you think with is the brain,
Not the legs, nor the stomach or hands!
It's the brain, hopefully, you'll learn this time!

Now, turn back around, start walking,
Go far, far away from me, never turn back.
Gosh, what an idiot...