Smoking Up Again 

Fangorn forest how many trees on deck

Greenfingered, wouldda called me Shrek

Or had me saying Squaxx Dek Thargo

It hits the target, I squeeze the roach 

Lift the embargo, it goes like a rocket barge past Birmingham arches 

Thought I saw Black Sabbath partying

Face ID unlocks the screen

Got a greater escape than Steve McQueen

It’s stinky and green in quantities obscene

Makes me cough into a Kleenex

My windows need a windex but I can see out to check the wind index

My spit flecked finger tells me she’s headed west

West end girls is on the decks

Room is clean, no mess

Germfree Adolescence X Ray Spex

All of them want their bean flicked

I barely have the skins licked

Before they’re sending me skin flicks

Skinflint how I open them, click in 

Get a good perspective, no replying 

I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t fire

But I’m Earth, a virgo so furtive

Mean what I saw 

I don’t deny that I’m mean

So what happens if they like to be demeaned? 

Of all my damned she’s queen

Dampest, does her damnedest, keen 

John Peel how many C’s I D 

CID are onto me, SIDS cots on gumtree

El Sid how I ride out banners steaming 

Solid gold how it goes on streaming 

Cut you open see what Sawny Bean saw

Intestines stretched out length of a beanstalk

When she chalks it down she never chokes or almost bokes, whole stalk

Real talk she’s got a snake jaw made for biting down Bison, a gaping maw

So high I’m sitting above the Empyrean 

Peering down

An imperial view commanding

My days done, shoresad Hyperion

In their day they fought tooth and nail 

Made Dublin free from yoke of Pale

In our day we await 2FA, consider our failures

GPOhno it’s happening again, bring back Brigadier General Lowe

The land reaved

The cities torn

Recall how well Johnny looked in uniform.

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