Hell's Kitchen

When I woke
Up there were pots
And pans all over the place.

Silverware littered the counter and there
Were dirty plates stuffed in my overly
Large double edge porcelain white sink.

I stopped and thought to myself.
Satan's been here and
He's cooking again.

by brad


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