I heard out my Heart— she giggled, "lub, dub— dub, lub!"

My Ears laughed— "Pitter Patters not so smart! Eh, Bub?"

Bub bellied back with a rabble of butterflies
The kaleidoscope rose all the way to my Eyes

Both looked to my Nose— asked my Nostrils, "Smell that, guys?"

"It smells like trouble to me!" My left Nostril flared
"With a hint of Brain Cells dropping dead!" My right aired

"Hey, why are you axing us?— we aren't falling!"
"We signalled both Feet— blame them— why are they stalling?"

"Don't fault me and my mate, Righty—...