Alchemisland

Shivering, liver crippling dope sickness

I still drove out clipped both witnesses

If they’d agreed to be fitted and slipped on my muzzle

I would never have had to arrive and cause no trouble

Both of them struggled, at half strength I was half muggle

Most of my magic was muddled

Red everywhere, ran over his head it looked like a squashed punnet

That’s not strawberries you see painted on my hubcaps, honey

The kick on this gat is massive, take no chance I shoot a shadow

I chant out an antient canto in a carved out grotto, by candle

Seeress in damp motley mocks, fate’s shocking arrows longslung

This rancid cave’s lack of able oxygen promotes fortune telling

Acrid smokes wreathe her troglodyte dwelling, inhaling plenty

Writhing on the floor as one envenomed, eyes empty whites only 

Sent away to another zone, lips foaming like a drug overdose.