Alchemisland

Toxic people orbit me like psychopathic satellites

Either traitors or sycophants

Done behind back like tied hands

I’m a Tiger Tank hunting black and tans

Span of my land vast, my hull alas sank

My life depressing to watch like Tideland

I’m the president’s boss in a golden tiepin

I’ve got a ripe ting sprouting up in Thailand

Tai pan how I plan it all out

House was planet of the apes

Before I ate glory’s grapes and rose to greatness

Before I draped myself in a black cape and called myself a satanist

A rose in my mailed fist, maiden I must do this

I must be raised, you say I am a foolish

But you will me gladder embrace

When I return effaced with amazements

From that plentiful place

Dressed all in odd purple, colour out of space.

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Winner of the tournament, took home first place

Judge asked had he met me before; couldn’t place my face

Would wager he knew me, never forgot one introduced

I don’t remember, sue me

I’m wearing moon boots from the Sue Ryder foundation

Remembering neither names nor faces, you are not within my good graces

I am the next rung up from homosapien, I was born in worlds segregated

From yours so lacking purity, I had the surety of a better planet.