🍊My Meataphors🍊 Part I

Not a poet-- a prophet. And this prophecy came true (stay tuned next week for part II)

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Meal of Meatphor (Part I)

I’m unraveling

But I’m not rattled see

I can’t mind cuz I don’t have one

Me lost it

When you cast your gaze and I caught it

Now, I got it, I guard it, I won’t let go.

Nor will Cupids

chokehold cherubic

Got me acting stupid

No logos gogo loco coocoo for Cocoa

Puffs of magic drag on this joint baby

Scalin up– flames doth anoint baby

just take High hits and low blows Dont fight it go with the smoko

I’ll let you poko you gotta know tho

This no joko

Altho…

(this is when it gets good y’all)