Devil In A Blue Dress Poem by David Hockaday

An angel from heaven I see,

and she's at a distance from me.

She blows me a kiss and run away from me

faster and faster.

I yell louder and louder.

So bad I want to touch her,

but I can't get near her.

Could never see her face clearly,

I only see the back of her dress and it's lovely,

like Cinderella's slippers.

My mind is on cloud nine,

as I'm levitating between the clouds in the sky.

I'm floating through the air, and I get closer

to her.

Closer to the scent on her blue dress,

The beat picks up its rhythm inside

the middle of my chest.

I see her arms and shoulders, while I grab her

thin blue straps.

Her skin is so metallic,

like glitter and diamonds.

As I grab her, that innocent voice of hers

she is slightly giggling.

She turns around, she's not an angel

and she went from slightly giggling

to evil laughter.

It's a red dragon, ready to devour my body.

I'm now in the stomach of Lucifer.

All along the lady was really a fraud like Christopher.