Hymn To Hippocampus

Poem By Michael Cook

I! Thy ever facilitating moment
That stands strong against the flow and current
Be thou highest of all my guiding cells
And manipulator of all that I am

So strong and basic is thy will
That I cannot fathom this worship
To all and none I remember now!
I create memories anew

Thou art controller and storing cell
Ever hidden, meld, cerebellum bell
I recall thy first work of mine
Out of control my discourse, mine

All guiding super-cell
I command thee now
Never fail; never lack
And never Saith I, look back

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