Chemistry, the Creepy C's

SS2, and his outlandishly microscopic island on face;
a pure talent
of lethaling days

Our koko, and his big generous central parting
a pure talent
of charming and spilting ladies.

The big, and her faithful chairs and la's
a pure talent
of confusing and time killing

The Xun, and his arrogant everywhere hair
a pure talent
of tackling and annoying

That bitchy, and her needle stares,
a pure talent
of breaking anything