It is from my heart

Last year I was a moron at this test
Even though I aimed to do my best
Should I have a brain implant right now?
I’d love to be an imbecile, and how!

I’m stunned  that I write English like a man
Even though my name is Mary Anne
Do they mean homo , or is it vir?
Anyway, I feel a little queer.

I managed to  do mathematics  very well
That I was a moron, none could tell
But should I manage to reinvent a metal wheel
I hope that proves I am an imbecile

I even gave long lectures on Pascal
The heart has got its reason.I can tell
So though on IQ tests my brain is weak
It is from my heart I truly speak

I enchanted men while also gave them pain
For beauty made them blind to my strange brain
As for my heart it’s hidden in my breast
And therefore cannot take an EQ Test