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The Fireball

At the very beginning of time
when earth was still a fireball
The devil must have ruled the
earth with no disturbance at all

Disturbance from the good old
God or his troublesome children
God resting in the cool heaven
and the children still not born

How the demons must have had
enjoyable barbeques and roasts
No lack of heat and fire to bake
the breads, biscuits and toasts

Now their freedom lost forever
being pushed into the pit of hell
As humans have taken over the
place where they used to dwell


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