I was a little intoxicated when I wrote it. I thought it was cute for a 5-minute poem. Whadya think?
I was walking to my house
When I saw you in the crowd
Of the early morning Church junkies
See, the night before
You were dealing at your door
And you sold me some really bad “skunk†weed
You can imagine my delight
‘Cause I was thinking of the right
Way to seek sweet retaliation
Seems you value your soul
And I knew it was gold
It was just too strong a temptation
Sorry I sold your soul on ebay
It was a joke, no harm intended
I didn’t know someone who was a dealer
Could be so extremely religious
I can tell you’re upset
But in truth, I’m appalled
And I think you are overreacting
Still, if you want it that bad
There’s no need to get mad
Just take a road trip to Greene County
It didn’t really sell for a lot
And the buyer probably thought
It was just a joke, but he did say
That he was a Satanist,
And he hopes it won’t missed
Well you never used your soul anyway
Sorry I sold your soul on Ebay
As it appears you won’t be getting it back
And if you spend eternity in purgatory
Well, at least me and my mates got a laugh :]
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