Hell is always for Rent.
A raid to clear it out, only made it move to a new location.
Police lining their Pockets,
Graft and Grime,
wanted for more,
Motivation for Vice, Pleasure, and Wealth.
It’s the World’s Playground- without wives.
On stage, Hear Freedom Flow through the Pipes
of a Chorus of Beautiful Voices
in a Parade, irresistible.
Needs a Housecleaning, wants Reform,
but always gets an Acquittal.
an Absolute Boss Dominates this resort,
for his Entertainment.
Be certain,
HELL IS ALWAYS FOR RENT.
( I received a good deal on a sublet)
Categories: Manic Beatnik Riffing
Artist- Ted Giffin - Musician 
There is a new tenant, with orange hair…
He plans to blow the world away…
Hell is the others a Frenchman said.
No, no. It is now commandeered by the man on Penn Avenue.
(Mais priez Dieu que tous nous veuillent absoudre)
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Yeah, I agree that orange haired fellow is quite OBNOXIOUS in the room next to mine. 🙂
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Lol!
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Reblogged this on Equinoxio and commented:
A great text by talented Ted Griffin.
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Right On!!
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Badass poem, Ted! Love it.
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Hey thank! I rather liked it. Came to me as I was very near sleep yesterday, wrote it out, typed it, and the blogosphere got to see it.
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