The Ultimate Punishment
The Ultimate Punishment
By Elton Camp
The inane myth Clyde didn’t believe
So resisted church efforts to deceive
One night while he was asleep
A vivid dream made him creep
Clyde died and went to hell
About the place Satan did tell
“People fear it’s a land of flame
But here we don’t play that game”
“The torture that I like best
Works better than all the rest”
“The way I’ll plague you, jerk
Is to give you endless paperwork”
“This place with lawyers is filled
To make it hard, they’re thrilled”
Clyde woke up with a loud yell
“A place like that sure is hell”
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