Making wishes come true
Stuck to this vision like my skin’s glue
Blue skins, choke wank until my skin’s blue
Avatar, half my lungs tar
Red string behind the bar, away uniform Tasha Yar
Adhesive, keeping keys
Bunnies around me, Midsomar Easter
People pleaser, lotus eater
Emoting before my totem
My role in this takeover is evil’s promotion
Lump hammer to the glass facade
Sugarlumps have Shadowfax glad
Goal open, goals mostly opals
Hoping to roll Roman until the sun croaks
Coming up Trumps, gold lust like Trump
Even my trumps prove gold dust
Something wicked this way comes
Summoned it, sunning myself on rooftops all Summer.
Alchemisland 
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