the Devil's knickers were thrown on the ground
a bleak wind howled on high
on a night that was black as the ace of spades
a bare-assed horse ran by
on top of that horse with
a rage in his face
the Devil was digging his feet
his red ass ripped by a cold North wind
it was me that he happened to meet
step down old Devil! I happened to shout
that horse you ride is my own
then I lashed out a kick as he galloped on by
the hardest he had ever known
I picked up his knickers and
hurling them high
caught him full smack in the face
I pulled in my horse by those
blazing red reins
putting an end to his bare-assed race
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Weird Reads
ПоэзияPoems & Prose to read when your coffee is on the brew. A mixture of the light and dark in life. Strange writing from the pen of a weird mind. Caution advised before reading.
