Puppet for Satan
I’d like to address the ladies now,
Just please explain and tell me how—
How could you dress like that to go out?
A girl with milk still round your mouth.
Yet age don’t matter, for I’ve seen things
From full-grown female human beings.
You pull the glass up to your lips,
And sip by sip the shadow slips.
When you drink rum, you drink him in,
And fill your blood with burning sin.
For Satan slides into your soul
To take complete and total control.

















































