When You Drink The Drink Poem by Dorsey Baker

When you drink
the blood of the beast
you become
intoxicated with the flesh
your body starts to tremble
your fingers
and your toes start to tinkle
strength
becomes weakness
and you lose
the power to defend yourself
the voice of the demon
is the only sound
you hear
you run out of courage
and you start to fear
you become
full of wicked desire
you shake hands
with the devil
then you turn into
a big ball of fire!