Wrestling With Evil

I wrestled with a devilish devil Its eyes were red like tomato sauce In an environment that was rainbow purple I threw the devil under the table At the Portland Island it came with Goliath’s strength I was too small to be David My voice was blunt SKAT was on this devil’s hunt to skin it alive Strong like a rock, the devil approached Turner heard my cry and turned the devil Destroyer destroyed the devil with hot soup They freed me like their beloved son who was held captive