I decided to play cards sometime
And my partner wasn't right
His smile seemed so greedy
Something's off about this night.
'Go ahead,' he grinned
'I'm ready to play
Let's start a war with 52.
Make it equal (26!)
Let's fight- just me and you.'
I dealt the deck
As he rang the bell
'Ready.' I said
'Let's fly on to hell.'
His horns- they grew,
His teeth turned to spikes
He smirked and gave me the first one
Told me 'Hey, just out of spite.'
We continued to dance
And the swords, how they flew,
The spears they shone,
Lost to a Queen- just a two.
My partner snuck peeks
At my face- now he knew
I'd been dancing with the devil
Winning a war of just us two.
He whittled his cards
It became quite a joke
I was outfoxing the fox
Sore loser- that old bloke.
'Not possible!' He cried
'I'm the devil, you're in hell!
You just fought a war with me
See, you won, please do tell.'
I chuckled to myself
'Oh, I see quite alright
Thank you, kind devil,
but I must bid you goodnight.
Sweet dreams, old fellow,
Or maybe you won't.
Please, cheer up, good man,
You went from red to new yellow.'
He turned and then huffed,
'Oh shut up, you fool!
I've been fixing up my game
And you're just a tool.'
He left, and I smiled,
Just grinning to myself
I'd just danced with the devil
He never asked, that old elf.
You see, I've had training
I'm fairly good at it now
My sword throwing's improving,
and with that,
I take a bow.