Cavalier Spirit

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How much a soul worth?

Well easy, we just say

a spirit worth a bag of M&M’s,

but when shipped from halfway ‘cross the world and in a foreign script,

that bag’s a little less,

easy to forget.

Age makes ’em stale, makes ’em trash.

A bag of blue-eyed M&M’s matters more,

but a bag of brown ones or a rainbow, less so.

(Well, say, this might go over your head, today

I’m tired

and blunt as a bullet,

can we just not do this anymore?)

Easy there, a spirit’s just a pack of M&M’s in a skin sack,

but obviously some M&M’s matter more to the rulebook,

only some M’s measure up,

yep,

that’s what a spirit’s worth,

got so many you can

eat ’em up like candy,

trade ’em in for money,

keep ’em iced

or melt them on your palm,

get all sticky,

nobody freaking cares

about the discourse

anymore,

tough doggie kisses

on a tough dog tongue

might show more choco love

than you do

(who do? You know

who do)

so whatchu have to say for yourself

in that case?

Easy, my spirit

is the equivalent

of a buffet

and it’d be such a tragedy

if it was taken.

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