Thursday, June 28, 2007

A peg and tell me more

A peg and tell me more,
Of strife, life and lore,
Of the smoke rings and fire,
Fear not me,
For I have the devil on hire.

A peg and tell me more,
Of eyes,sighs and sore.
Your burdens I share,
Fear not me,
For all the devil may care.

Fear not the night,
Cause the devil's a whore.
Fear not me,
A peg and tell me more.
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