Alchemisland

Well past prime You can see that date there in the sell by spells Two thousand nine Well it’s 13 years since 2012 And the world still hasn’t ended For all our abyss delving Perhaps we can rely on further developments.

Ne’er do well but I say do tell when someone bells Seven bells, there are seven hells Seven silent cells wherein dwell Seven monks happily settled, all ties severed Tied together, in this life and the next, forever At work bringing survivors together Rome’s fracture, the end of its primacy Its fragments pried at for…

Breached that impeachable city Whose highest reaches Were to mountains mighty The height of teachers to a child Wild-eyed horde and horned, defilers To hoarse horns piled against the doors and climbed They were breached this time The final defeat, so often preached, has reached us Gold, molten pools once rosy heavengates Melted down to…

Expecting to see a wagonback Within a year at least Why else would I be able to write like this, with such ease? Crafts and their mastery I’m one of those jammy bastards, I don’t even try Just type Some’ll say well that’s obvious from the rhymes And number of lines.

We’re dipping grapefruit into great food Cocaine with everything, as brainfood Else it’s too plain like a grey suit Feelings I couldn’t begin to explain Inflame me The receiver of my brain hijacked Unrecognised train just took to my tracks Like Max Headroom’s back And it’s not max normal.