Alchemisland

Part Marcel Marceau how I go stonefaced

No syllable escapes my sealed grate

None of their temptations invade my safe space

I might be a waste of space but I’m basically unbreakable

I’ll let you take what you want to take for an easy life

But what I do not wish to give stays with me, unassailable 

Taxes like axes hacking into my excess finances

Tackling abactors cattle rustling, impacting my bag

Begging, tin rattling, by heavy foot traffic junctions

Junkie summer, Brat can suck your mother

Packs ain’t heavy on my back, Pa, they’re my brothers

In advance, advancing different plans and modes of attack, B plans

Gotta be pragmatic as well as elastic.