The intuition
Has taken its leave
And the head simply couldn’t care less

The heart, glitter blue
Threats to take its leave too
If the head will not hear heart’s redress

“The truth, head,” says heart
“Is you don’t know the truth,”
“Though you pomp and behave like you do.”

The head bows its eyes
And to the heart’s surprise 
They join hands, intuition to pursue