How long a day seemed
Quilt of my memories seams
Laserlike flambeau sunbeam
Like blended quartz leant marble texture to the hidden vents, tunnels, runnels, ridges, dells and delves, copses and treetops and Cernunnos like a triceratops
Lop eared coneys fear goshawks
Lop eared coneys feed goshawks
Where trees walk rivers talk
Glyptodons rank marshes stalk
Foreshortened elephant like a elegant lectern
Single neck turn shifts wave form, new form adorn
His space now with protrusion of his horns
Antlered like the steed of Celeborn, sayeth Lore
Closer now he raises up, rotten luck
Kinda shade from which you duck
A bombershadow on London Dock.
Drank Druids cans in a mansion that burnt down
Type of place you might encounter It the Clown; we all float down
Hear what I’m saying, class
Sigilscríobhing today’s homework task
I’m through the looking glass
I threw the fucking glass
It shattered like my kind demeanour
My mind obscener needs a cleaner
We are but lightbulb filament length villains
Surely the devil’s own children
From me it’s a polite firm no thanks, abstention
I’ve already had my shawshank redemption.
Alchemisland 
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