Got more shouting powder than Jon Jones’s club trousers
Cut with something for contesting flu
City’s congested, took a different route
Skipped the queue like I’m guested
Licked the cube ’round its edges
Ground up bazooka like a legend
Gozzy green like a Goblin’s peen my weed
One in need skimmed a fiver so I slew a skiver.
Alchemisland 
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