I am the very model of a self-recursive modeler My consciousness encompasses itself in many meta layers To Russel’s paradox, I have the set of all the answers I cut the hair of all the non-self-barbering hairdressers I think about me thinking of my thoughts with regularity In my Cartesian theater, I see myself with clarity I tell you that I lie without the slightest contradiction The story of my life is told in meta-metafiction My inner simulator replicates the total universe I simulate myself as I am writing out this line of verse My secrets are unknown to me, I keep them confidential Referring to myself I’d say I’m quite self-referential My strange loop’s Escherer than yours, it’s Bacher and it’s Godeler I am the very model of a self-recursive modeler
