devil's fork flames of hell cross flames of hell flames of hell flames of hell from chapter 5: The demon and the hitter-man went to sea In the strangest of pea-green boats They took along Satan, God and His son Then played blind man's bluff and had fun from chapter 6: Since I am dead think this of me That through my life of heinous deeds I held a vow most dear to me To evade and scorn hypocrisy from chapter 3: Hickory dickory dock Poor RB's just been shot But ten to one he's far from done Hickory dickory dock from chapter 4: Ring a ring a roses A noggin full of posers A-tissue, a-tissue Here's a dozen more from chapter 1: Tourists, tourists everywhere But not a thought between them Ice-cream cones and hot dog buns What must the Lord be thinking? from chapter 2: Eenie meenie miny mo Find a demon on a boat If he's crazy let him go Eenie meenie miny mo from chapter 8: ‘Will you walk into my parlour?’ said the Devil to the mage ‘’Tis the strangest little horror that you ever could image The way into my parlour is down a spiral stair And for those naive enough to care, no one ever leaves my lair’ from chapter 11: Oh to be in heaven now that April is there And should I, too, awake in heaven to catch poor April unawares I hope she greets me not with hate, or blames me for I was too late Instead I wish to see her smile, accept a bow, in heaven now from chapter 13: Damon and Monique were lovers Oh, Lordy, how they did love A man and an angel, true to each other True as the stars up above Always they'd wanted each other But had they done each other wrong. from chapter 12: Angel, angel burning bright Battling evil with God's might What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful purity from chapter 7: I saw three ships come sailing in  From whence they came I dread to think I saw three ships come sailing in  Their guns a-ready to blast me from chapter 17: There was an assassin called Turpentine 6 Who quite rightly thought he was truly bewitched He prayed to the Lord, ‘Let's call it a draw’ But only found Satan still up to his tricks flames of hell ~~ real or surreal? ~~ buy preview
the rhyme room An eclectic mix of poetry and rhyme by the Part-time Poets…