Not that he is evil, red, or even for that matter
a "he." Not anger, not torture, no flames.
The Devil is patient, and kind, speaks slowly
and always looks both ways at the crossing.
The Devil rewinds. Crosses all Ts and dots
every I. Takes a pie to the new neighbors
and always has a spare cup of sugar to lend.
The Devil will tell you when there's food
in your teeth, will help you put up signs
for your lost pet, is really interested
in your latest art project. Brings you a plate
after Thanksgiving, keeps your secrets,
always has jumper cables in the truck,
is a wicked fast change of a flat. The Devil
doesn't even need to lie. One sly smile
and you'll deceive your own self, lie down darlin,
rest your weary head
neath my arm.
1 comment:
Excellent! Really like this. You make good use of sound and rhyme. Good imagery too! I like how the lines are very short at the end. Cheers! Thanks for sharing.
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