We're each just a brain inside a head,
That's it, oh and a frame.
A body that is by which it’s led,
And this combo we then name.

This name then introduces,
The combination to others such.
With no other then confuses,
As we mingle with similar much.

How strange that consciousness results,
As the sum of so few parts.
That each to waken, life consults,
With added bits like lungs and hearts.

An assembly of odd and fleshy bits,
By birth, all activated.
Inside our body nicely fits,
To be a someone life curated.