DudeO
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Posts: 2543
 | December 27th, 2006 at 12:29am Spraying heat and flames across my withered, wrinkled face.
Was what I did so wrong, that I must be sent to this place?
His flames do a dance, and soon I move along,
doing devil's tango to the demon's wretched song.
Skeletons, they follow with a greedy evil smile,
the cheaters and the liars, they pack on by the pile,
twisting turning, moving down the narrow, dusty street
The enchanting through my body incinerates my feet,
as I move, I seem to have spontaneously combust,
And my body has now corroded to a pile of gray dust
the smoke that I turned into, a distant, fading ghost,
The devil's tango party allows me to be the host.
A fever, yes a fever- it means I'm doing well.
All is good and nifty down in this place called... hell |
