Why You Don't Have A Demon Clean Your Bedroom

9 spoons and an empty jar of Nutella
nothing left but brown streaks across the sides,
 
the demon ashed his cigarette on my floor
he then proceeded to throw the empty jar at me
 
I dodged it,
but then came the spoons
 
one by one
all 9 hit their mark
 
my face was red
the spoons were real silver, they hurt
 
I laughed
and so did he
 
then there was a moment of awkward silence
both of us just grinning
 
"9 spoons and an empty jar of Nutella?"
the demon shook his head at me, (maybe in disgust)
 
"what? I freaking love Nutella"
I gave him the duh look
 
"what about the 9 spoons fat girl,
riddle me that"
 
I stood there quiet
just thinking, I really didn't have an answer
 
the demon said I know why
" well then, do tell"
 
"stupid mortal, you're a glutten"
he broke out into crazy laughter
 
" fuck you demon,
if I wasn't you wouldn't be here"
 
again we both smiled, then hurried to the front room
Jeopardy was starting.