Poetonic

Soda water quinine 
Ginned a beat that scoured the rap
A closer look
Not quite a book

Built to cast away demonic possessions 
By shouting true names into the verse
Against each curse an anthropomade
For hair, for adults: rinse, repeat, apply one self

Sew together the ruedoo doll
A sincushion 
Whose pain fully expressed
Comes back home to gently roost