Alchemisland

Boko Haram, flash in the pan

Grab your attention, keep you docile calm

I’m sacrificing lambs and ram fat to see Pan in the flesh

Plan ancient egg it’s long hatching

Snatch an errant limb with a long hatchet

Crystal Lakers inspired by my tactics

Sure as Cate Blanchett looks like an elf in a thicket

I’m on the Luas without a ticket, banned list fixture

Loco how often I’m haram

Eating ham sandwiches, mustard Dijon, majnun my Djinn’s driving

Pepper cracked on like cardio flagging in a vegetable race, climbing

Higher than these other rhymers are willing to go

Watching rocks fall below, stymying their hope

Losing hope of ever going anywhere outside my home

Hopeless addicted to dope, need it more than you know

More than I know, eyes never less Vodafone red

Smoke myself into a state of permanent dread

Joint sword of Damocles over my head

Could withhold but I’m blowing O’s of smoke instead, dawn was red

So the sheep I’m tending are moved somewhere better, no more was said

Than needed be said, I’m quiet as the restful dead, show me one dead

Who would not trade Valhalla’s permanent feast for grass beneath their feet

Calling ahead telling them I need meat wagons

Drokk it, high-ex on these knuckle draggers

Jack Vance not Bagger, bigger than where I grew up when I go back there.