No practice breaking records
Call this a new era, new chapter
Get my news from Al Jazeera
Get my views from scrying mirror
Bagheera talking to me, Rudyard Kipling interspecies conversating
If I spell checked your document don’t tell people we’re cooperating
The docket’s dates and names are faked, doctored, Stalin’s operative
Photoshopped out of it and shipped to a penal gulag
A day in the life of Ivan Denisovich nothing compared to this
Writing my heart out for zero hits, zero clicks
Tits and no whelps, one barren bitch
My missives come from the ditch like a crashed whip
Flames zipping up, do you prefer your James Dean luncheon crisp or crunchy?
Going to visit Trim, it’s somewhere in the middle
They filmed a bit of Braveheart there, Mel Gibson
Before he smelled of gin and looked like an indigent
Exile since that incident, participating in films Bruce Willis would have starred in
Noisome din, long line of cars in my wake, five star chase no brakes
Voidsocketed Odin leading the Wild Hunt, forest chase spells end of days.
Alchemisland 
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