Mr, Anderson Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

Hell, hell, open the gates!
We are coming through, with our mates

Seemed promising, you see? Nice?
Satan is here, bee arise!

The fames are around, look at the sights!
Acting like the pathetic bights

She asked the guards, who were they?
That phenomenon acted in the way of hardest Kay! (stone)

That was, awful, that was big, that was a monster, wasn't it?
She was scared, she was sad and she was a girl who was the great hit!

The Satan was there, with a lovely laugh
He was standing, doing some of cough

He was the lord, he was big
Gunning for finding dig

There were lots of men, lots of women
There was also the darkest seaman

Satan was glad, he had lots of guys
They were crying, screaming and cursing their darkest ryes

There were no hopes, there were no mercies
There was nothing instead of curses,

Written on the black line,
And proving by the darker sign

Laughing, vanity, and the black seeds
Which were spread down on the black scene? !

The lights were shut
There was a black hut,

Spreading the dark with the loudest shout!
The ears were off

The hands were under cuff
Nothing was right,

But that was alright…………
Seen a familiar face, he was Aaron!
Walking with a man that was carrying an abaptiston, he was Mr.Anderson!

He was familiar too, he was a cleaner
He had something that was clear

That thing was scary, that was faithful
That was strange and deathful!

They were there to play the game
Not those old ones, but the same!

He was Judah! Walking with Aaron… In that pickle way
Carrying a sickle in that holy day! !

Walking strongly through that hut, in the hell
They wanted to ring its bell

The door opened, with a great horror
But it voice had a bigger honor

What was the house in that place?
I haven't seen such a case!

They got in, then close the door
I think that house was big, such a moor! (Field)

The house then beat, like an alive heart!
Spreading the light, Satan was hurt!

The light goes upper, spread the most
Seemed so nice, but cost the most

Cost the most for…? ? ? …, for evil
Who was called the great devil? !

The hell changed in to a garden
It was a nice day for a full paten

Satan has run off, to a unknown part
People said he had a black cart!

Now there was no hell, there was no fear
Nothing sadly can be hear

There were just heavens, shining parts
And also no sign of those black carts!

Hell, hell, open the gates
We are going out with our mates!