Due To The Devil Poem by William Mowell

Past got ya down, scared by a wooden clown

Come right up and take a peak, the recipe we have tweaked

Its better than all the rest, but we're not about being the best

We're about curing your ailments, make sure all your mail is sent

Take this pill and everything will be fine, but don't try to walk a straight line

There are some side effects to mention, but we don't have an hour of intervention

This is the wonder drug of the century, but it will come with a fee

your soul is the money that we will take, relief is something we can fake

Give the devil his due, and you wont ever be able to sue

For this is a once in a lifetime offer, and your soul will be a little softer