The Devils Bar Maid.

The Devils Bar Maid.

Welcome to thy quassi fiery furnace of somber abhorrent of taverns,

rediscover thyself here, inne thy apocalyse that dwells insyde thee devils bar maid who tempts,

random drinks are serv'd at thous hidden pleasures,thy stomach churns;

dost thou not ev'n dare to tak'st a small inscipt'd sip?

alchemy fills thy hypnotic bitter worm wood cup, O' how thoust dost burns,

don't try to analyse this drink serv'd, for it cant be describ'd by swirling words, only felt stinging whip,

erratic goes thy hollowing mind,as another glass returns,

numerous terrifying evidence is now becoming clear,another drop on thy lip,

as she smiles a narcisstic defining dying smirk,whil'st tucking in her horns,

for what you thought was pour'd was'nt pour'd at all,hows that for a trip?

rabid hideous creatures dance on thous insane mind,ev'n to thoust who acts so stern,

hatr'd serv'd with devouryng injustice, ic'd with cemeteries of horrors,sinking ship,

dishonour'd now, why did thoust want to peek here?

ripping cyclones O' how brutal thy can be, when thou is serv'd unaware,

eternity how much terrestrial sufferings can last with thy unfathom'd flames she offers up?

thy decay'd taste in thous pollut'd mouth is disgorging vinegar,care for one last drink?

betray'd tears burn as if salt in thy stifling blood,

swollen are thous lustreless veins, as thou has a avalanche of regrets,

O'wrecthed tavern, O' stercoraire barmaid, doust thou have no pity for thou weak'st of souls?

she laughs and sings,all the while dragging thou through thy putrid mud,

'tis what happends when thou orders from thee demoniacal place of threats,

and drinks from thy cup that does not fill,

but only tak'st away,

thy sobbing soul that is,

drink up! she says with another contemptible smile,

for thy is a long line waityng to be serv'd herein, cheers!

Steve.D.Hammond.

Done