Alchemisland

You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry

Banner, don’t mean star spangled

Keep mango kush in a tangled Spar bag

Keep my record clean, squeaky, to avoid wearing manacles

My shit comes out clean, like sheets passed through mangles

We’re deep in the woods, like Hobbits in Fangorn

Anyone stumbles across us they’ll see horrors like they’re reading Fangoria

My shit leaves your bits at cubist angles,

Have your lips fizzing like shook up Tango.