When I met Lucifer, I thought him cute
all dressed up in a whistle and flute.
Immaculate nails and shiny locks
with a smile to make my wee heart rock.
He took me out and bought me drinks,
my head felt dizzy, I couldn't think.
Lucifer's smile had me weak,
I lost my voice, I couldn't speak!
The moon shone bright as midnight chimed,
the flame of the candelabra died
and there came a change in Lucifer's eyes
from blue to amber, no disguise!
I decided to run, escape and flee,
for fear of Lucifer's plans for me
and as I neared the exit gate
I thought, at last, I had escaped.
I held my breath, a car drew up
the guy inside looked nice enough
but when I turned and looked to see
a devil sat right next to me!
Ruth Walters
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