I’m a rodent handler
Balenci mug jewel studded in hand like Joeyy
Ambiguous job like Chandler, slob like Joey
Thin white like a Bowie guise, open wide for blowback then flowy lines
Doing pick ups and drops like Panda
On road speeding, like Mr Toad back to the manor
Police scanner in tow
RTÉ tones tipping me off as to which roads
To take home, where to brake and where, when possible, to accelerate
Where I go they go, hoping to hear about payloads on dictaphones
Nothing on tick so many read ticks you’d think I was addicted to phones
Pied Piper awaiting paper, with Hamelin’s kids tiptoeing behind, seeya later
No tip offs where they’re going
Midden tip sprinkled with infant bones.
Alchemisland 
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