Crocodile Tears (Poem)

Crocodile tears feed the trepid flood
As the devil beats his wife

The scorched Earth’s pleas are a pie in the sky
As she clings for her dear life

Idle hands are the devil’s tools
As the black sheep fill their cups

Sound the death knell
Death’s door swings
Then slams the sheep gate shut

Nothing lasts
All is lost
Between the devil and the deep blue sea

Crocodile tears pouring down
What will be is what will be

The devil may care
When hell freezes over
But the sheep won’t ring the the alarm

The devil gets what the devil is due
As the whole world buys the farm

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