Alchemisland

Yapping more after Es

Can’t phone home, I’m not ET

Sore legs with pain between

From last night’s sesh of CBT

Bring swellings down with CBD

GBH on a cunt from UCD

Who didn’t cough up for green

Left him with a hole like a CD

Sprinkling mushrooms into Yakult

Yack white as races made by Yakub

Shackled, long time embattled

Obsessed with the occult

You won your crown in a raffle

I took mine in a battle

I’m not afraid of a spat

Borrow four lives from my cat

Cat got cream, copped too much 

Asking for coppers and an EMT

I’m in coppers selling teachers DMT

Stacking, far from empty, until my furnishings are gleaming

Gaff with 100 rooms and a high ceiling, appealing

Have to hire an army of cleaners

Bikini, very skimpy, red as a skin peel

Cock eel long and steel hard

Stimpaks help to pass time, inspire my bars

City with the Spire’s best bard

Inspiring them entirely, giving them slight regard

Swipe your wallet then swipe your card

Racking up lines like detention got

The tension, they know they’re in the room with a God

Uploading our selfies, selkies and sylphs in my mentions

Wearing sasquatch furs and rare silks

Drinking my milk in exchange for thrills and pills

Forget the bellyaches

Gaff got five jakes, Ballykissangel, forget the angel

Except when it’s dust.