Daedalus of the famed pirate station playing us out today, as a whale-white sky fades to sin-inclined sable

Inventor like Stew

New jewelled dual bong with bowls for two

New couch so no shoes, don’t misconstrue the rules

Don’t take me fool because I’m cool and generous with food 

I’ve got bags not midget gems

Giants got my back no midget men

Took ends now fidgeting endless

Overstimulated my senses

Crestfallen when I say I’m not stalling

Soundest out consensus

I’ve got more names than the paper

Belonging to the census taker

Getting senseless, leaf and vapour

Top heavy big boy blunts that taper

Secret searching like I’m playing Quake

Rogan couldn’t stop playing the game

He is at pains to explain it every conservation

Proof weed eats the brain

Manifestation, no confession in the station

Many taken no mistake

But a great many more got away

Escaped out the waiting gate.

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