Basins, respirators, pest sprays
Chinese writing on the casing
Development arrested so kinda childish
Never been arrested so no reason not to go wild, mileage
Wings unclipped, like the record player slipped mid McCartney hit
Half wild with a temper on a timer
My plants taking over like climbers around a stately home
Strong aroma, living along Roman roads, all routes lead to me
Dealing weed in secrecy
Codes to keep if you intend to meet with me
Sleet falling sweetly on Fleet Street
Moving sneakily to the meet, no greetings
Icy and ’tis the season
Reasons to be devious all I see, kilos, keys, selling pianos and trees
Dwelling where light can’t pierce
Temper’s fierce has me glancing at dancing shadows
Even in the dark I’m handsome
Five eight so tall for the Tolkien Estate, dark and mansome
They do it and they use the tool I hand them
Do as I tell them, Charles Manson, gang them
Shitchatter banged out for chitchatting bang out of order
Bang tidy fuck a court order.
Alchemisland 
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