Donna's head is full of facts
  And knowledge gleaned from books.
She memorises recipes
  For all the meals she cooks.

She knows the names of kings and queens
  And minor Asian cities.
She's able to recite a list
  Of naval battles with ease.

Each year she feels her brain contains
  Some facts she'll never need,
Like ways to clean the stains of blood
  From foxes on your tweed.

Her brain requires a good spring clean
  To clear some free head space.
She'll throw out all the useless things
  On shelves behind her face.

But once when she was throwing out
  Some things she'd learnt in college,
She inadvertently removed
  Some very useful knowledge.

She found that when she held a spoon
  And came across a bowl
Containing ice cream that she liked,
  She didn't know her role.

She didn't know what she should do
  To use the spoon she held.
She wondered if these baffling things
  Were somehow self-propelled.