A small thing nobody took much notice of
But they'd pay the price once Lucifer had enough
It was haunting
How Dipper continued his taunting
But not for very much longer
As the devil grew stronger
Impale the demon on his little stick he did
The punishment fit
The demon was supposed to be loyal
It made Lucifer recoil
But it doesn't matter now
As he saw the blood flow
The stick he had taunted repeatedly
In his neck it lay almost elegantly
Coated in a crimson hue
The stick did what it sent out to do
Avenge his master
And that's what it did
Hail the king
Its a simple thing
The stick was a tiny little saviour
Driven by Dipper's rude behaviour
Forever he will remembered for his selfless act
The stick will always have satan's back
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Poetry#673 in poetry its the lines project... so I thought I'd do a little poem.. Which turned into a series thanks to @KittyHazelnut They may be bad but they keep me from the edge. If can suffer through about half of them you might get to something tha...
