Alchemisland

Sudden influx of visitors 

Lashing rain, come in quick

Really spraying, knew you were staying

Nearby, thought I’d nip in to see 

How you’ve been this last decade

Busy, like the road quarter past six

I’m sick and anxious, dread this

Here’s my line, thread this

These days fit the world on a disc

Delivering less justice than a solicitor

My crest sports the bend sinister 

Still got a dragon wearing my stirrup

One whisper turn a man to syrup 

When your flag waves, I giddyup 

Like a back take, got the kitty up

Like an equine power lifter 

At the lower weight 

You pony up

Your pony shook

Took one shot, rifle bruck 

Find you crooked in the brook 

Cooked, full of bullets 

Maggots writing in your gullet

Brain hanging out, pink mullet

My destrier kick you, look at him crooked

Your remnants I’ll store in a bucket 

Your eye like a lemon drop suck it

Succoured by a witch’s pus-giving tit 

I’m the speartip christripping 

I drink from the dripping bitter nipple 

Easeful balm, palm frond summoning wind psalms.