• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 09
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Talk of the Party

Satan needs a new suit
Taylor made
For his dry bones
To wear for his speech
On the future

Hell's new millennium parties
Are prestigious affairs
Only the finest linen
And most exotic of hides
Will accommodate such taste

He calls for
The most reputable couturiers
From the pit
Of damned souls
Making them an offer
They cannot refuse