Alchemisland

Hippy lingo I’m far out on the fringes

Zooming in on pictures of pink slits glistening

I’m into ratchet bitches who like fisting, hate getting hitched

Dangerous history, I’m getting finished, seed becomes a dish

Cum enough that I have to sit for a while

Arrive in style leave in a state after only forty five

Triple six miles on the relevant dials, two years in state

Served only to inspire me, raise my crimes higher

From street to state level, ten times more malevolent

I make fiscal crimes eleven times more prevalent

Rare pregnant horses in my stable during the boom times

The relevant documents were unfortunately consigned to a bonfire last night

Take the strips from the shredder, reich loyal right to the end

Try to burn all evidence of genocides

Smell of burning flesh travels miles

I travel light, manners and a smile

A sprinkle of guile sees me right

Most presume I’m not bright

I don’t sport commendable height

Height begins with 5.