The Poet And The Devil Poem by Richard Cronin

The poet dealt with the devil
In exchange for his very soul
The devil would give the poet
All the poems his pad could hold
The poet became famous
His work stood the test of time
The devil stole the poet's soul
For one thousand poems of rhyme
The poet led a grand life
But he was growing old
The devil had been patient
But he was growing bold
The poet wanted to back out
Of the deal that had been struck
Now the devil came for payment
And the poet was out of luck
The poet begged the devil
He pleaded for more time
The devil laughed and shook his head
Give me your soul, it's mine