Satan Had a Daughter

SATAN HAD A DAUGHTER Satan had a daughter, her name was Indiana Came a time Satan could not understand her What my young lass what does ails with thee That none of your pains come in less of three You moan in the morning, noon and until night Turning your own fathers hair in affright, white Hell had seen nothing like and, was in disarray For this lawless child, left all of them in dismay Meetings; were held to see what may be done As who walks in, none other than Satan’s son Jesus says Satan where on earth “ve you been Who replied just to Jerusalem to cause a scene Satan wails, something needs sorting with Indy Things around here are, just little bit too windy She a total nemesis to me, who is after my job A pain in the butt, a through and through, sod Jesus thought for a moment, making a decision Send her to earth; it has a need for more vision Wings packed; a one way ticket, Indy was gone Heaven help us son says Satan, if you’re wrong There was to be peace in Hell never liken before Whilst back on earth; all were geared up forlorn Folks gathered in churches and, prayed like Hell This Demon child; that they all wanted to expel Satan and his brother God, nowhere to be seen And Jesus relaxed with all of this being foreseen Indiana Shaw . . . ; )