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The Devil's Last Call

He tortured the bell Last call pub man bellows Get on your sick way You dastardly fellows All with breaking jobs Like I’ve got this dark dive All I want is gold And you’re too soon wived Drunk in Requiem Mass Won’t honor son, Johnny Devil will take you But I’ll keep your bonnie! Devil, at service Will take you all, Mousier! You’re all broken A real man’s bargain, sure God claims his alms too Christians - in sleep depart Base stolen, like so! Last call for meddling hearts!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 11/12/2019 10:41:00 AM
Very very nice, not in meaning, but your writing Laura. I really love the line "Drunk in Requiem Mass" I can hear the dies irae playing in my head. Thank you.
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