Devil’s Whore

Roses red for the devil’s whore
Chained to his bedside, his service, her chore
Lustful and hateful and guilty as sin
Delicious and vicious
With always a grin

Roses red for the devil’s whore
Luring the innocent down to his door
Gracious and salacious, tempting their soul
Malicious and seditious
Devouring them whole

Silly Poem

I wrote this during my stint on MySpace.

I had an empty inbox
New message I had not
I wish some one would talk to me
And fill up what I’ve got