Kept the gate for ages
Learning lots I’m a smart ape
Tools, fires, metals allied, then it’s stone age bye bye
Bye the bye I learnt what time
The guards took breaks and broke for it, scrambled to the top
Close scrape but got away like the Louvre heist perpetrators
I’m smoking purp watching the Traitors
New trainers turn a twerp to a hater
Sending lurid verbs to a nympho bird from Kilmainham
Lately she’s my main
Like I’m picking characters in a fighting game
Putting flame to Elysian grain
Graceful once the haze kills my pain
We’re not mates anymore so don’t say it
Don’t show face on these acres
Unless you’re aching for a broken face
Twice I won’t say it unless it’s her name
And she’s throating it invisible, satyr
Has me elated, she likes getting railed
Facing the statue of satan, blood stained grail
Grilles, pills inside VHS tapes
Getting moved through the mail in pale manilla
White gorilla, sure to thrill like the pad drills morning of Manilla
Bone white like what a cow sprays into a pale farmer’s face early in the day
Meanwhile, Maureen inside rubbing her eyes while cooking the sausages
Under the grill so the plate’s heat is maintained.
Alchemisland 
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