The Problem of a Stubborn Desire

Welcome to our house
 
Phren, you clever nous,

Quiet in like a mouse

And please take off your shoes

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I am a physis, my name's Psyche

I ride upon a bovine,

Not a bike like a bikey

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Yes, I split my beast of burden in two

A lazy bovine he is no more

Part of him still eats grass

The other part now just an ass

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The foal I named Soma

He's strong and galliant

He's training each day

To develop more talent
 
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Soma has a side-kick

It's a donkey-headed parrot

I called it Sarx

And, for the record...

Sarx sux!

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Pneuma can't stand it!

It drives her knarly batty

But Kardia is graceous

Still purrs like a content catty

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She's easily excited by any main event

She doesn't even realise

That the one has since been rent

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She can't discern like our Pneuma

Between friend and foe

And I fear little Kardia might end up a ho

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So I focus on Soma and tune into our Spirit

And Pneuma never disappoints

We are in it to win it!

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Thus, the race carries on

Despite all the commotion 

And I'm certain this year

We will get our promotion

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We only need to be wise 

And not close our eyes

Bridle Sarx's tongue

And don't let Kardia do wrong

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Cause once Kardia goes awol

The feathers do fly

Then we're covered in 'poo of mule'

Right up to the sky