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The Devil and His Bride

He masquerade through out the ball 
Pretending to be every Jon to get a doll 
He teased, he laughed, he juggled it all 
This devil was no baby from the fall 

Enjoying trickery as everybody was naive 
He caught a reflection of how he behaved 
Scruffy and hard core in the face 
Sweet and loving as his heart goes 4 a race 

She saw him staring at her beautiful breasts 
She wonder who he was underneath his chest 

A fire burning so flaming hot 
It would hurt her so, 
if she touched his bod 

Could the devil himself get her to be curious 
Have her chase nothing, so she'll be furious 

A heated temper rinsing her cloth 
The devil loved her 
As he crushed her Like a moth 

He danced with her with every song 
But did she know, the devil was in every son 
She introduced herself as the woman of the house 
His silence began underneath her blouse
She wiggled, she feared, she enjoyed his sadistic touch 
She wanted out from him arms because she lost so much
 
The devil didn't care how crazy she become 
He loved every minute watching her go dumb 

Smirking at himself he got her to open up 
It was so easy to see who she was 
A fireball ready for action
She ribboned her passion towards the devil's fraction 
Crying from the insanity the devil controlled 
Her eyes were heavy as gold 
She wimperd, she pleaded, "Let me go" 
He chuckled, "Oh no b***h, you're my ho" 

She couldn't escape his evil plan 
She had to marry him where they stand 
The two witnesses signed the contract 
The devils hand shook as he made contact 
Nervous at his own wedding 
She was excited and she was ready 
To promise her vows in loving him to death 
She signed her named ending her breath 
They were now married and he was ready for sex 
His bride twisted his words as they layed in bed 
She grinned her smile like a devils bride 
She clinched her teeth and said, "Goodnight"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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