william worthless · Feb 28, 2010
devils ball

the devil had a disco a proper devils ball he invited gargoyles demons bats and all lots of dancing flames burning through the night dancing up and down that was his disco light the werewolves made the band howling very loud playing to the devil who wore a big black shroud the fires they were burning keeping well alight lighting up his hell to make it nice and bright then he called his souls they would make his crowd a disco to remember to make the devil proud they danced on through the night till day began to fall  and that was the end off the devils ball.

 
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