Better Like It Hot

The devil went out walking, To find more souls to win. He didn’t seek the evil ones, For they belonged to him. He looked around to find himself, A soul as white as snow. To change the course that it had set, Then show it where to go. He had some natural helpers, And scattered them about. A little envy and some greed, Suspicion, fear and doubt. A lot of hatred, mingled with, Religion, that’s for sure, The very things when caught by man, Would bring him to his door. He never failed his mission, When looking for new blood. His bait was always taken, By the ones who had been good. For it only takes a moment, To fall in the devil’s spell. And swap your place in heaven, For the burning flames of hell. So remember when you’re tempted, By the things you have not got. If you hurt someone to gain them, Then you’d better like it hot! Ivor G Davies