Sing Another Chorus

Life is a beautiful carousel.
Flaming ponies parade you through Hell.
Just when you think:
“It’s going swell.”
haunts overtake, destroy
your fine dwelling, poison your well.
So sing and play me bonny boy.
Hoist yer ale; inhale yer joint.
Keep it light in the pale, dank night.
Work demonic all blazing day.
Grinning devils demand their pay.
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