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the battle of good and evil..a quick poem |
| Listen to the sounds As they make their rounds Around the town You can see the mounds Twisting and turning coming to life You can see them burning As you grab your knife The war is upon us The weapons are a must Fight the urge to cuss As we go in for the bust The devils army Crawls out of the ground Some climb the surrounding trees The devil wants to be crowned As king of the heavens the world beneath him He doesn't need his lucky sevens He sings a devilish hymn Lightning strikes Thunder rolls This, God likes And the Devil will pay the toll As the angels swarm Devils army is surrounded the earth begins to transform As humans stand astounded One...Two...Three... The battle goes on Four...Five...Six... the devils army is gone the battle is won the angels retreat they remain number one As God stands to his feet |