A lost soul entered Hell's gate,
The devil said, 'meet your fate,
Not a minute too late your date
With me your worst nightmare
As all your sinning is laid bare,
So welcome to your firry pit
From all your giving out shit
So trip in my heat that'll be hot.'
The lost soul reminisced his past,
He thought of his victim's aghast
At his unruly. transgressing sinning
That on hindsight he was regretting.
He deserved this Karma he thought
But nevertheless heaven he sought.
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