Alchemisland

Cough up the tin or I’m snapping limbs like Jacare Souza

Teeth yellow as Carcosa

Par for the course when you’re doing loads

Trynna stack up gorgonzola

Bring that car a bit close, I’ll show you Fury Road, Furiosa

I’m from Ireland, not Formosa

Yolk selling that I’m promoting

Stick Helen in my boat because Agamemnon is a dope

No chance they’ll breach the walls of Troy, not a fucking hope

Fearing wire taps, my phone’s rotary

Mother still hopes for me, two daily decades of the rosary

Halo while I’m rolling up payloads, holy roller

Smoke two bones, fat coners, then float off like a voter

She’s going yoyo on my ‘grower or shower’ in the motor

I’m practicing my Judo throws in the dojo in case it’s close throes

My potions come in large quotients

They arrive in Drummond class corvettes, crossing oceans headed west.