I am completely fucking mental
Sending myself demented with weed petals
Putting weed on a pedestal
The best of metals, the alchemical revel
Which inhaled ups levels, uplifts stones
Revelation, the money is first striated
Layers new to ancient, like the sheer sea-sawn cliffs of the bay
Where snow-maned waves convey Posiedon’s rage all the livelong day
Clean it in the system, clean it through a business
Got a crooked partner assisting, lives in my apartment
Farts a lot and told me when drunk that he fucked his sister
His real name is a mystery but we call him Twister
Because left foot red, blood coming out, right foot dead
Real miserly fuckery takes top wages won’t pay his peons a pittance
He’s a pagan that’s my straight admittance I’ve been a witness to his sinning
I pray I won’t have to live with him long but he keeps the corners thronged
With fiends eager to get monged, faces rotten like Gothmog’s mug, fronds
Looking in my garden shop, bronze turning slowly to green gold, alchemical goal
Own everything I want, owls often stopping by spying on me from the drive
Alchemisland 
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