You're weary from fasting. What to do? Enjoy today's
posting. (And don't neglect to leave a comment before
you throw in the Lenten towel and raid the fridge.)
Hell is other people.
Other people…?
Hell.
(You say you don’t
believe it...?
There's this bridge
to you I’d sell.)
When Hell’s in
need of harrowing,
The Lord’s
the lad to do it.
He’ll harrow
it, but then he’ll split.
(He’s only
passing through it.)
You’ll need
to ford the river Styx,
if Dante’s
Hell you’d visit.
Recall this line
from Canto IX...?
“Hell ain’t
no picnic, is it!”
Though Hell
be other people,
I’d rather,
don’t you know,
opt not to
yell, “Oh, hell! Oh, hell!”