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old Mephistopheles damned sure could play the fiddle

Mephistopheles with sheet music


every word tumbled off

his biforcated tongue

was exaggeration

diminished reason


grand delusion

half truths

folded gently

into lies

melted pretty please

bullshit buttered

sweet peas

conspiracy theories

baked into

blackbird pie

melodic compositions

leaving a dense fog

of fetid floating

musical notes



devil in the details

leading his trusting musician

to snap

an unwilling head

in revulsion

when the truth emerged bloody

before burning eyes