Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Preserved

I am the brain of A. Einstein,
Removed after the old guy died
For research into me and mine.
Genius - how does a brain decide?
Many did take a look at me.
Some thought that my different form
Allowed Al to think more smartly
Than brains that are considered norm.
Not that Al used all of my stuff,
But my stuff he used, he used well,
Making my neurons fast enough
To allow Al's thoughts to excel.

Back in Al's head I did go far,
But now I'm just stuck in a jar.