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My head's a drum, a throbbing bong, A tiny gremlin's singing wrong. He's off-key, loud, and out of tune, And bangs his cymbals at the moon. My eyes feel like two bruised plums, My brain's a mess, it's lost its thumbs. My thoughts are jumbled, in a haze, Like scrambled eggs in a sunlit daze. I try to think, "What shall I do?" But all I get is, "Boo hoo hoo!" The light's too bright, the sounds too loud, I'd rather stay inside a shroud. I've tried the pills, the ice, the rest, But still, this gremlin's at its best. He's doing cartwheels in my skull, While I just sit here, feeling dull. So here I lie, a crumpled heap, While tiny gremlins steal my sleep. If anyone knows how to fight, These miniature, migraine-making might – Please tell me quick, before I'm gone, And left to suffer till the dawn!