Bedevil

The devil stared at me in hell as i came in
And i heard belch out right
"Come in lad for a pot of blood."
I shrugged my shoulders and sadly said:

"Sir Devil, i am here to pay for all my crimes."
He rang his hands and grumbled out loud:
"i know, i know! Feast a while and soon we shall come to that."
"but," is said." god will not be happy if i were instead made to enjoy hell."

The devil stared at me and smiled:
"Hell is my home and god has no say."
He gave me a mug of blood which i drank and quenched my thirst.
"Home is hell, hospitable." he said chewing a human head.

I was afraid but ate for, “home is hell, hospitable."
Soon as i was through, he called me to him and said;
"Now is the time for feast......."
 And he plucked away my arm for a hearty meal..

Oh the devil...bedevil....a cunning bastard.
I merely watched to quench my fears before
And watch him taste the blood,
Before he went for my tender heart

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