Lucifer, Vamoose, Sir
The old Devil, his name is Lucifer
When I see him, I tell him, 'Vamoose, Sir' --
The Devil grins his sly smile
Pleads, 'Let me stay for a while' --
I chase him away with an ethnic slur
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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