Does saying it make it
Am I the Emperor naked, nobody will say it
Asking who tailored my threadless blazer
They see which parts of me need a razor
Does drinking it slake you
Must be the Lethe you’re draining
My boat sprung a leak somewhere between
The stygian peaks above the Styx and Australia
Weird sea grasses and waves made of glass
Eels sargasso nowhere’s asshole.
Alchemisland 
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