Checking In
Welcome to the Inferno,
Your room is almost ready.
I'm the hotel manager,
My name is Mister Eddy.
You're in the hotel lobby,
This is the bellboy Jerry.
If you sign the register,
Your luggage he will carry.
You might wonder why you're here,
I know it seems informal.
I'm sure you have some questions,
Believe me this is normal.
I'm here to give you answers,
But before much more is said.
I'll say that it's my duty,
To inform you that you're dead.
I can see it on your face,
It may come as quite a shock.
Your wife did the final deed,
Bashed your head in with a rock.
But while you're here don't worry,
There's everything that's needed.
The rooms are always clean,
The swimming pool is heated.
The maids are very friendly,
And as pretty as you please.
Then tonight you'll meet your host,
Mister Mephistopheles.
Though he can be short tempered,
You'll find he's oh so clever.
But the one thing that's for sure,
Your stay will last forever.
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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