Tag: enochian

• Eight Hundred Give Or Take

  The Irish man, he of the Glen We are bogmade not of Fen To us a tree is a crown, and a road sounds like a cow When you want it done shout anois, they’ll know you want it now Liza’s ladies and her quisling spymasters, lorecrackers and invisible inkers  Crossed finger across table winkers…

  alchemisland

  11th Apr 2024

  Filí my pockets

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