Alchemisland

Electric whip that one’s charging

Next level drip I’m overcharging

Chagrin me and I’ll start charging

Don’t rely on largesse to fill your charges

Flintlocks discharging from Brittas to Marley

Treated to the delightful sight of a retreating British Army

I’ve got an army of darkness on the march

On the city doors barging

I’m next for being in charge

Rope snapped, neck too large

Big shadow like that of Marge

Scope trained, targeting my modest targe

I’m getting my hole, that’s not Taj

Room is spinning, that’s like Taz

Powder in baggies, that’s not Daz

White collar villain, dodging tax

Shine my Jimmy Carr with turtle wax

Fuck me, that hips and back

Dick so hard I couldn’t plank

Guiding in the drug barges

Filling in the ledger margins

When I discovered they weren’t mirages

Followed will o the wisps to the marshes

Whispers on lips, orders heartless.