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My Sympathy with the Devil

 
"Sooo Jenny grrrrrl" the devil growls
Low and slow..
Gaze meeting mine blue eyes..
With his as black as my darkest skies..

"I hear you in your turning slumber." he laughs sick..
He was strokin his disgustin burnt up prick..
Long curled over nails tippy tap...tap...
Tippy..tap.a.rap.. rap. a .rap...rumble..
On our bargaining table..
"Gotta deal for you dearie." with gnashing flash of filed toothed grin..
"If you think you are able.."
He knew my ability..
And now from dream.
My femme fragility...

I strut power slut, tits held high up front..most times..
But..in the deep recessed parts in the back of my mind....
It feeeels vain..and cruel.
My insides..I'm justa scared country gal...
Dreams of a Man who wants my insight..
Not my insides....
A Lancelot..cliche, i know..
But i dream of Camelot.

Now here Satan is..defiling my vulnerability..with his
Yellowed awful  jiz..
"Jennifer, you will have your night and shining lover..for one night with me.."..tip tap.ripity rap..a rap..
"Under cover."

I choke down bile..
He smelled like eggs left decades in a pile..
Straggly white burning hair in a thick smoke halo..
Rack of gnarly unfatted skeletal sticks for a torso..
Pelvis like a suicide boomerang..
Fuckin this beast would leave me in shredded pain..
Figuratively and literally..

I stood up waaay to quick..
Knockin over my chair in a fit..
Leaned over and tip rapped thumped my long red nail in his chest!
Said "Oh! Hell no! wouldn't touch you n your skinny fallen dick!"
Smilin proud.."My good Man and me will happen on it's own accord!"
"Neva eva from a twisted screw from the likes of you and what you think is my ultimate reward."
Pantin now shakin scared as the potential aftermath effects slowly eased into my thought..

All of the sudden..the devil shook off...
His horrible grin..filled out his chest..
And the  rest of his grotesque..
Showing a kind look and sweet face..
Said "Lovely, you bargained out of my disgrace."
"Please, i want you to never think of yourself cruel or bad again." Intent
In his now clear hazel eyes so pure..
A slow tear ran down his face..

I took my finger and traced..with kindness..
The tear away..
I gave a light kiss on his now tender mouth..
Said sincerely "Thanks darlin..I'll be sure and look you up if i eva get down waaay farther south."
Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
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