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hi listfriends:) another poem: Braincells . Winter has gone, spring lasted a week, The sun is glancing through the clouds, Raindrops are touching my cheek, Why is mother nature so proud? . She has made some ingenious stuff, Two of those, she made very clever, Called "brains", one is not enough, and the braincells, not staying forever. . "Fading out of the braincells", the neurologist said, "Oh, just a few pills, and your worries are gone" "What??!!, don't they help?, that's too bad" Still kept on trying, but now on her own. . To find a better world, get rid of PD! New brains?, new transmitters?, new cells?, Maybe it gives a new life, for you and me, if not a new life, maybe a better one, who tells?? . Kees Paap June 11, 1995