Sell yourself without selling your soul
Setting a pace and meeting that goal
I'm a merchant of material wares
I haven't made a penny, yet I can compare
Every day a little bit
You can pick your nose and have a snit
What do you sell if not pieces of yourself?
It's a lot easier in good health
Value meets all of it's quotas
Down the river in my pagoda
I hate when I meet a pirate ship
I like to navigate myself into my own slip
Vagrant as I am I bring mercantile meaning
Into the future's seeing...
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