Alchemisland

No limits, life’s like outer limits these last few minutes

Lights stark against a night sky dark as a nice, icy Guinness

Grey powder, those same rocks that had you like a banked flounder

Fishier than a seafood chowder, grab the loud then I’m out her

Outer limits when I hit it like I’m with your missus, no kidding

Grinding nugs to powder, kief dip to make the cheese louder

Sheep Dip to cleanse the wool

Big blunt, ten a pull

Twenty pounds of sound drowned

Grown around Puget Sound where bigfoot growls

Gowl laughing at his own jokes

Reckons he’s telling howlers.