Noah's Arc Number Two - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
The devil wears a single sock
the other foot is nude
he lives beneath a mossy rock
and thinks he is a dude.
I know you folks still do believe
that devils live in Hell
but no, from moss all devils weave
a web that they can sell.
They fool the masses with their tricks
and promise them great riches
their harvest is a happy mix
of clerics and bald witches.
So do not look toward the sky
for Heaven or for Hell
just mind those rocks as you walk by
step carefully, stay well.
Some day a giant flood will come
all devils under rocks
will stick like purple bubblegum
attached to single socks.
And Noah's Arc, now number two
will cruise a placid sea
all devils have been drowned for you
which leaves just you and me.
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