Hulking pile of tiger stripe debris, lightly spiced.
Miscellaneous components. A robotmaker’s scree
Oil-honking heavy sediment leftover from a long ago age of machines
Rudiments, parts which tallied compose pieces
Rat-proof, rust-dewed bones
Some promising Honour Roll student’s yesterday thesis
Belly-bent, shaped like a bowpart
Like an empty mound waiting to be filled by some pagan Bonaparte
Interned within, the undiffering bones of king, slave, foal and kin
Skinless with noisome din from Limerick-reciting golden coins
Who loathe being hidden, and always adopt vantage’s finest coigne;
To be found, to be the bedroll on which Glaurungs poise is their sole joy
An indifferent ship is razed
Scathed remainders in holes lain.
Alchemisland 
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