Satanic Guarantee…

Satan is of my soul selling,
Already he does not want it,
Took it he did for a modest fee,
Now he wants me to take it back,
Now he is doing nothing but yelling…
I can’t imagine what is wrong with it,
Worked just fine when had it I did,
Seemed though to give him trouble,
I will take it back, but he needs to pay me double…
He won’t give me any knowledge,
As to why he wants it out of hell,
He is even to god trying to it sell,
I am not sure if god wants it either,
I don’t think that heaven has to keep it a cell…
Just pop it back where it was, Mr. Devil,
I gave it to and you paid quite on the level,
Why should I repay you your fee,
You did take it without trepidation from me,
Okay I will take it back but you have to make a decree,
No longer ever can you touch me,
This has to be your satanic guarantee…
© ed ~ 2/1/06
love and peace...
Carole
A walk on the beach does help to get back on the right track again!!
Love Tinka
Eileen^
You, my dear, are a hoot and a holler. :) Thanks for my laugh this morning...but Satan is noone to laugh at. I'm laughing at your audacity to standing up to the Red Man!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
This one is so creative and well-crafted. I really like this a lot! Thank you for sharing a wonderful piece!!!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)*laughing at Ed's comment*