"Where have they gone?!" The Devil asked, askance
"Don't tell me they've gone back to Mother Earth?" --
"Indeed, they have, Your Pestilence. By chance,
have you seen my umbrella? It is worth..." --
"Stash your umbrella, Beelzebub, why now?"
The Devil asked, incredulous, and stern.
"I'm more into the why, and not the how",
he added, and with obvious concern.
"Your Evilness", said Beelzebub at last,
"They call it revenge travel, so I've heard.
In fact, me too, if you're not too aghast,
I'd like a quick vacatio..." -- last words slurred,
as Satan turn him into solid salt.
"See Sodom and Gomorrah while you're out"
he added with a giggle, "you old dolt"
and settled to an evening with some stout.
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