I kept my soul
I kept telling my soul
It'll be alright
That's when my soul spoke up
And said
"Everything will be alright"
Souls are like teachers
When the student learns
About fantasy creatures
The student opens up his imagination
And says "They veritably exist."
The didact says "Of course you've seen them."
But the soul doesn't share knowledge as easily
As the body of a female
It runs on its own cognizance