The Lord of Air (Enlil)

[the Draç]

The fire that consumes, the air rises like a balloon.

Determined to wet the appetite, on board,  with the goons.

A bafoon like a baboon, the ape then rises.

Heyoka like clown, the one, with the surprises.

Leave what's left, we then sacrifice to the ground.

With what's bound, we then, connect through the loud.

Back in the day, an apple then for, iCloud.

Standing 19 feet tall, all while bowing.

Triple threat front, the souls then produce.

High as a goose, sipping the Gray Goose.

Ridicule the rule, then glue like the sticks.

The one with the hits, who continues to get bit.