There’s a snake in my boot
There’s a boot on my foot
there’s a foot on my ankle thing
There’s an ankle at the end of my leg
there’s these legs hanging off my pelvis
there’s a lotta guts n’ ribs nestled in my pelvis
they are crowned with shoulders
there are two arms anchored off my shoulders
there’s incredible hands at the ends of my arms
the shoulders have an extension of pipes and nerves for the main controller
there’s a sensory hub of character and instinct on this Neck
There’s a brain mass calculating the differences right up top.
There’s a Character Controller input built in to this brain
There’s a universe-bound method to this Controller
There’s Someone handling the Controls
That Someone is You.