Let's go. My memory is a locking nut, I know this truth as I trust. There is no stress, it's not a curse, My memory flows: poetic verse. There is a car, there is a street, Your sacred head, your precious feet. Look at the ceiling, look at the ground, All the things scattered around. Their quirky forms in sets of two, Their strange array, the sky is blue. The sky is blue, the sky is blue, The sky is blue, what color's that? What is its name? It makes a sound? What does it mean? How does it feel? Like a dream? I think it's good, How is it real? Right here, right now. Love is all I feel, observing every sight, Each one has a sound, kindling the light. Now I do recall, my mind is never full, That is not design, those false facts often fool. Instead, I choose to be free. Look at these things, I have a detailed memory. This is fact, I know it's true, It shoots straight through, my body too. This fact is falling through my mind, It's taking over all the time. It's falling fast, in my heart I always feel, Love's in control, and faith is ever real. I will see and I will hear, under the bright sun's ray, and in each memory, clear, dual channels pave the way. Sight and sound together, in unity they blend, painting vivid pictures, on the canvas they send. I shall witness, I'll listen clear, under the sun's bright sphere, with every remembrance here, twin tracks appear. Sight and sound in alliance, melded in reliance, crafting vibrant images, on the canvas of prescience. I’ll see, I’ll hear, beneath the radiant sun’s display, and in each memory sincere, dual pathways lead the way. Sight and sound conjoined, in harmony they unite, crafting vivid portraits, on a canvas shining bright. I will see and I will listen, under the sun so radiant, gleaming, every memory - a sparkle, glistening, on dual channels, consistently beaming. Sight and sound, together- blend, vivid pictures they craft and send, upon your mind's vast, open expanse, dance. Observe all around you, every sight travels with its sound, knowledge multiplies in view, where perception is unbound. The Theory of Dual Coding, integrated in this rhyme, invites you to carry the coding, resonating all of the time. Look at everything around, each vision travels with its sound, expanding knowledge within sight, where perception takes flight. Dual Coding Theory's theme, woven into this dream, invites you to embrace the code, echoing through time's road. Perceive your surroundings, every vista weds its voice, cognition amplifies, where perception has free choice. The Dual Coding Framework, woven into rhythm’s playing, encourages you to bear the coding, reverberating day by day. Observe everything around, sight and sound tightly wound, every image, every clatter, prime the mind for cognitive matter. The Theory of Dual Coding, in this rhyme, boldly embedded, hums along with you through time, in your memory, it's threaded.
