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.