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To Hell With It
by Gavin Wenborn

Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Couldn’t say exactly where I was

But upon a mighty throne the Devil was sitting

I had a hunch that this was Hell

Weather permitting

His voice felt like the Earth shattering

In my veins I felt the needles and pins

He had asked me the question

So I counted my sins


By the time I lost count

The Devil rose and approached me with menace

We stood glaring toe-to-toe

I believe I lost my balance


At that point I wanted to believe

In what the Sunday songs had sung

But I couldn’t lie to myself even now

Whether I be right or wrong


He realised the unique predicament

A stamped a cloven hoof

I think I got away with it

But first I needed proof


I turned and ran with all swiftness

About as much as I could muster

And with his breath on my neck

This adventure had lost its lustre

I believe he may have given up

When I felt the sun upon my face

I guess he can grasp and hold on

But he’s not good in a chase


Lying breathless upon the good Earth

I could only thank my lucky stars

That my lack of superstition

Helped me escape from that farce


I know when I lie down for good

I will remain asleep and at peace

To return from whence I came

And all the little bugs may feast

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