Poems, Headaches, and Mjolnir

This is one of my most favoritest poems ever. If you can’t tell, I prefer poetry that speaks about something solid. Especially funny poetry.

I’ve Got An Incredible Headache

by Jack Prelutsky

I’ve got an incredible headache,
my temples are throbbing with pain,
it feels like a freight train with two locomotives
is chugging about in my brain.
I’m sure I can’t stand it much longer,
my skull’s being squeezed in a vise,
as regiments march to the blaring of trumpets,
and thousands of tap-dancing mice.

My head’s filled with horrible noises,
there’s a man mashing melons inside,
someone keeps drumming on bongos and plumbing,
as porpoises thrash in the tide.
An elephant herd is stampeding,
a volcano is blowing its top,
and if I keep hitting my head with this hammer,
I doubt that my headache will stop.

So often in life we do this. Not literally. But a lot of times we keep doing things to ourselves that just cause us more and more pain. Whether it’s a sin or a bad habit or something else, all of us do things that harm us. I have some. If you think really hard, I’m sure you’ve got at least one, too.

So, for crying out loud, put down Mjolnir and give your poor head a break!

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