I think I first met the Devil
on a long dark highway.
I was hitch hiking and he was going my way.
He wore the cleanest suit I've ever seen,
but drove such a ****** up truck.
Said that he was in between limousines and I said

"That's just my luck, my life is a ****, everyday she gets ******."

And he laughed until he gasped and he grasped at his chest
then he asked if he could have one of my last cigarettes.
I said

"Actually stranger, I don't get down like that.
These are packed with the bang of that cool BOOM-BAP!."

His lips were
t h i n
and twisted in the most devilish grin.
Just when I smiled back at him he said

"I know who you are, and, who you were back then. Don't you remember me friend? With no laces in your issues and your fist got misused, so come on let's be honest. What are you into? There's got to be something that tempts you."

"Man plenty of **** do. But I don't let it affect me you could have said it directly now you're only here to infect me so, I'll just be on my way if you let me."

He told me

"Tony, see it's not that easy, there are no free rides in these times and we've already gone about three miles. So what's it going to be? Your heart, your soul, or your sanity?"

The moral of my story is just, you must, be careful who you trust.
Even Lucifer was an angel once.