So I came to a place where the light does shine
A beautiful place where everything rhymes
Where angels and saints worship God with his awesome power
The place does not go by any hour.
The next place I went to was nothing but fire
But that place had hope in the mire
Angels lifted those poor souls from the heat
And I saw many people down there, even Pete.
The final place I saw was nothing but tormenting dogs
You had that Satan looking down as a darkened smog
The place had no hope of escape or hope
And there was definitely not a single bar of soap.
What do you think? wink
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