Down
Down,
Through the sulfurous haze,
Dante stumbled,
Lost in a
Fiery
Maze
Is this hell or a hammer film set
He asked himself,
Grinning with regret
A demon
Dressed in tattered lace,
With
Fangs and makeup,
A boneyard
Face
"Welcome to the pit, where
Sin abide
And
Dracula's got a VIP ride
The first circle
Fog and gloom
Looking for a friendly face,
I hope to find one soon
Next the gluttons,
Oh what a feast,
A banquet of souls
That never ceased
The brimstone smoked,
And ghosts of
Sinners,
Just happily joked
"Is this hell or a cryptic comedy?"
Dante laughed, lost in absurdity
The third,
greedy souls did cry,
Stuck in the mud,
Can't buy a thing
To
Satisfy
The Sinners dined in darkness,
Yet they slept
Until Dante shouted
"This is the wrong set"
So down to the deepest depths,
Where bat's flapped
And twisted,
Dante's glasses
Got slightly
Misted
But in the end
Dante found a seat,
In hells own cinema
Complete with a
Treat
A demon with a smile,
Made popcorn pop
And said
"You're in for a shock"
Dante sat back with his eternal snack,
And watched
As the credits rolled
"I'm never coming back"
