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Deviled
I'm deviled by angels
They stand by my side
The more I ignore them
The more they abide.
They're there to protect me
Of this I am sure
As if some allegiance
To me they had swore.
I see them them on waking
It makes me quite tired
Left up to me I'd have them all fired.
I'm deviled by angels
Both day and night.
The first time I saw them
I had such a fright.
I know they are there
To do me some good
To keep from harm
And out of the mud.
But somtimes I wish
They would just go away,
So I could go a little astray.
I'm deviled by angels
They're not there to vex
But they worry me a little
When I want to have sex.
I feel like they're voyeurs
As they hide in the gloom
Just out of sight
In the dark of my room.
A question I'll ask
I just want to posit
I'd like them you know
Just to hide in my closet
I'm deviled by angels
What can I do?
They stand there and gossip
Whilst I'm on the loo.
They scan all my doings
Watch o'er my deeds,
Yet give no help in my daily needs.
Sometimes I wish just once in a while
They'd nip back to heaven and let mt be vile.
poem
by
Paul Brookes
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