The Devil Has A New Playground Poem by Frankie Stamey

The Devil has a new playground
Oh how I tried not to hang around

I crossed the line one too many times

She was gorgeous, I was handsome
She was horny, I was there
She was lovely, lonely and looking

I was holding out, waiting for you

She was hot, long legged and tempting
She was ready, willing and able
Her eyes so blue and hyptnotizing

You were on my mind and in my heart
But you were no where to be found

I turned to walk away, trying hard but I couldn't
I know you won't understand, but I am just a man

Her long blonde hair just icing on the cake
Her soft delecate skin and luscious lips so enticing
Moving across the dance floor her moves so enchanting

I knew it would be my mistake
But to cross the line one last time
Was a chance I had to take

Entering the Devils playground once again
I knew would be a sin but look at this world I live in

No one to hold me to keep me on the straight and narrow
No one to keep me from the Devils Playground

Now stop and listen to the sound
It's just me playing around
On the Devils playground