Purge, removing works by other bards
Burning them in the yard
Like donut-tired stolen cars
Two fiercely-clawed lions carved from prime stone, both barbary
Boat party, two hopefuls both looking Barbie
Cock ring by Carty, prove you can go that far then we party
So much stuff, man apart, think I knew Jafar or was party to
Auspicious charms
Don’t need a push, going far like a brakeless car
Making decisions RE the pond, not koi how about carp, eh?
Not coy about putting talk boys in carpets
Leave your white t-shirt with a stain that’s scarlet
Sure to leave a bad scar, I’m leaving with a baddie starlet
Flying high got feathers but, according to my betters, I’m short the tar
This diem I’m thinking carpe
Next break I’m thinking Marbella
Never no sales, never no uptake, never no takers
I’ve got lifelong takers who, behind the eyes, are going vacant
But the way it’s ag féachaint I’ll be off for a sun and spray vacation.
Alchemisland 
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