by EMILY
Me & a group of gummy bears
riding on a train to hell,
walking up to Satan’s door &
fighting over who rings the bell.
We all pull down our pants &
yell for him to kiss it.
He looks at us, confused, as
we make ourselves at home.
We’re heading here anyway,
so, as they say, “When in Rome.”
He yells for us to leave, but
we’re not going anywhere.
Feet up, champagne popped,
we honestly don’t care.
“Our time is now,” we say. “So leave
or you will die!”
He huffs at us right before the
gummy bears rip out his eyes.
“We’re taking over & there isn’t
a thing you can do. So surrender now &
we might not kill you,” they say.
Of course, where I’m from
we lie, we would have said he fell.
But there’s no need for that,
because we’re in hell.
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