Peppa Pig have to remain ignorant
So my step’s like silk and softer things
Walking back, this neck
Of the woods get melted
Over less than nothing shrubs
Half a bubbly bottle, ten bucks
Drugs have my eyes like an axolotl
Going full throttle down the road
Dangerous Aztec with a stone axe
Hacking into a conquistador’s back over and over
Short a stone, not the full bottle they always said
Some man for one man, say that with your chest
Everyone in my midst meets a terrible end, I can’t explain it
My pen pens them in
Sets them up like Warhammer figurines.
Alchemisland 
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