Each member of my team
Drinks from the stream of remembrance
That they would remember forever
That fire once those grated embers
And great again will be the sun
Rays widely-scaled even in grey November
Dip a gleaming middle finger into the lucky dip trip bag
Cleave the 3CAG, leave more than scree we’re all skagged, lad
Cleans it as if seeking to gag after eating.
Riverside, how Parisian,
Freaking having taken three freak drags
Left my eyes Japan’s flag, only the centre’s black
We were at the front of the line when they sent us back
Returned to sender, said fuck you man then onto the next one
Central looked menacing outside Centra
Pills in my pocket, don’t mean Centrum
Took a mineral to water down two Vicodin, waited two minutes
Went from viking to silent partner, suggested getting a Dart
To Bray to feel sea spray along the promenade, drink vodka lemonade
Reminisce on better days if anyone remembers any.
Alchemisland 
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