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DEVIL'S FOOD
The devil is dancing with sheer delight, as we approach another Halloween night. The moon is half-hidden in a starless sky, as the witches on broomsticks fly on by. You may see him face to face at any time, your flesh will crawl but he will feel just fine! He will offer you all the desires of your heart, before you realize, he tears your world apart. He feeds on souls that have lost their way, for the unwary, there is a huge price to pay. The fallen angel is hungry, extremely rude, as he licks his lips, searching for devil's food. Beware this creature of the darkness, Run! What he has in store for you isn't any fun! Walk in the Light, turn away from all the sin, or the devil will laugh as he takes you in! Countrymom 10/21/10
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