Alchemisland

I should have been a water diviner Always find where it is hiding Rods cross like rite-potent roads Right potent if you know the right poem to recite By the roadside in sight of His Odious Mightiness Through ode’s dictation signal want of conference In my mad want I became self centred Went with my…

Wholesale, I like being cluttered with cluster Long hair like Custer Custard-coloured flaxen with Saxon sheen, axe in hand Could have been deemed Ivar the clear-minded, feel like I’m farsighted They could use me to find landmines with closed eyes.

Reliving undead Easters Recalling movable feasts All Mankind released Unto permanent freedom And this we rererejoice each year Candied egg clusters In the legate care Of swift-legged rabbits Beastly scenes by all manners.

Like miniature nuclear disasters camera flashes Camaraderie only live action Fill your cup up from the bath and speak when sanctioned.

Straightener, no Bering Barings bank on my beller Asking whether I prefer Nuke sub or propeller