Monday 4 February 2013

Tunnel into Darkness

Crawling through tunnels, I found darkness
Beyond that expected, of a different sharpness:
Another world beyond and below,
Ruled by the meanest of all fellows,
Who greeted me with a marvellous grin
And a welcoming drink of tonic and gin,
And closed the door firmly behind me,
Which didn’t strike me as particu’ly friendly.

That place I have made now my home:
I’ve even a fiery and demonic gnome.
Beyond a moat made of lava
And a hedge of burning cassava,
Stuck forever under evil house arrest
Dressed only in an acid vest,
I lie in the bed I made when I killed Nell,
Consigned forever to the depths of hell.

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