Human Poetry
Dollars, coins, love letters, or candy
I swear to you I’ll be human poetry.
Please if you would, fill my tip jar.
Snippets of fortune are what I need.
I swear to you I’ll be human poetry,
a joy from start to sweeping finish.
Snippets of fortune are what I need,
bobbin’ to get ‘em stuck in my teeth.
A joy from start to sweeping finish,
release happens with give and take.
Bobbin’ to get ‘em stuck in my teeth,
spit that luck up in a wishing well.
Release happens with give and take,
your love will fuel my reciprocation.
Spit that luck up in a wishing well,
let abundance wash all over me.
Your love will fuel my reciprocation.
Please if you would, fill my tip jar.
Let abundance wash all over me
dollars, coins, love letters, or candy.
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