Debby was a beautiful girl, not only in heart but she had a beautiful spirit
Her soul wasn't of the silent sort, familiars claimed that they could hear it
Quick to try to right any wrong, uplifting motivation all day long
"We Are The World" her favorite of all time song

She considered herself a free spirit, one of the last true hippies
Casual in her dress, nose piercing, and a love to get a little tipsy
Popping up in social circles grabbing children of any color and acting silly
She was trailer park, ghetto, barrio, goth, rock, blues, city, and hillbilly

Comfortable in any scene, she simply floated in and then floated out
Tempers never flared whenever she was fluttering about
The gangsters among the gangster, the killers among the killers
Shit was naturally placed on pause, she was a confrontational chiller

She could run conversation on a street level, she knew all of the players
Or she could flip that fucking shit to books, so much more than a soothsayer
She wove shit together in a way that made it obvious to the average listener
Minds locked away were mentally freed, no longer intellectual prisoners

But she was a little free with her caring, a little to free with her love
She met Satan at a cookout and loved the way that he called her Dove
The way that he touched her arm and held her hand while whispering into her ear
Pressing his body into her some how eased all of her fears

The chicken and ribs were served, there was salads of every kind
The Caesar and garden salads looked yummy, but he had pomegranate on his mind
He wanted her to eat her fill of the fruit and gorge herself on the flesh of the dead
Debby being a free spirit ate everything he requested, she didn't mind being lead

The smoked fish, and the seafood boil with a pomegranate drink
His hand was now around her ass but she didn't take time to think
They joined in with the dancing, dancing closely whispering into each other's ear
Satan asked her to return to his home as soon as they left here

She agreed, this was something that she also wanted
Half undressed before she entered the house and lower levels that were haunted
For each level that she lowered herself before finally climbing in bed
A month must be spent in hell, this is what the verdict read
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