I don't throw up Devil horns or mow front lawns,
Veer in and out of literacy lanes to drop truth bombs,
The book of revelation sternly warns,
Mark of the beast and ripped out electrical cords,
Hollywood actors are like maniacal Roman whores,
Life is cheap when blood stains chequered floors.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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A fine write S.
I doubt the devil has horns. He is probably some beautiful fallen angel.
If he was ugly, we would run from him, and not be attracted to him and his temptations, I say.
Interesting and yes probably so.
Argh! No more bombs please, I just got over this weather bomb!
'Not now, weather bombs!' as they say. lol.
Hahaha!
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