Alchemisland

Dividing up plants

I don’t mean wearing workpants

To trim the hedges

Mouth drier than a kiln as my word quota gets filled

Weed and Bensonhedges

Final boss for editors

Making a killing, zipping past my competitors

All I do is act like a Predator

Zip up bags and trip up inspectors with badges

Alas nothing lasts forever

That raid on Trevor’s will have a large impact

Can’t stay static, a fleet of transits

Out looking for plants, no hydrangeas

Filling up on potential evidence

Dust, dusted him in his final dust up

Who gassed these questions askers? Got the wind up

Slumped, villain zipped up getting done up in advance of his glow-up

Scum and no wonder, raised near train thunder under Dublin

Tried moving to London

But got sick of the flood

Leaky roof had Thames bilge puddling

It was a one and done

Shame to say

But if you ask me they

Shouldn’t have extinguished what started on Pudding Lane.