If I stopped taking my medicine
Will it get boring
Will I get reticent and stop exploring
It is part of my magic mixture
I want more than I deserve
And what I deserve’s already surplus
Walk in clad in furs, plush, calling me sir
Last time I lashed out Dresden got burnt
But today I’m cash splashing flashing
Pap camera clacking flashing
Pictures me clad latest fashions
Hugo Boss like I was a fascist.
Alchemisland 
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