Devils Kiss Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Devils Kiss
The devil's on the chimney,
he's roaring down the stack....
she's a-pokin' at the coals
and loudly shouting back.
" Come and get me if you want,
we could have some fun"
The devil called back through the flames,
"I know just the way it's done.
We'll dance a dance of merriment
and play the music loud,
then I will kiss you, on the lips"
laughing at the growing crowd....
Waf
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4/23/2024 6:18:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
One can't help but think of Santa Clause in the chimney scenario- but this time it's the devil- adulthood!
Nice reply, Julia. Have a great Christmas.